A wish living through the lens of someone else's eyes,
A desire never lived through one's own life,
One's own sometimes is not the shared piles,
And sometimes it's one's own gold pile.
- poesypsyche || even I could have...even I want to..
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@poesypsyche
A wish living through the lens of someone else's eyes,
A desire never lived through one's own life,
One's own sometimes is not the shared piles,
And sometimes it's one's own gold pile.
- poesypsyche || even I could have...even I want to..
Resides the shallowness
in the bleeding scars.
Hope aids
and shallowness fades.
- poesypsyche ||Shallow hope
Every void fills up
with the showers of monsoon.
Through grooves and plains,
and through the beating veins.
- poesypsyche ||breathing through monsoon
was held by your presence
You captured my essence
I held your hand
Looking at the fronts
filled of dark mist and fog
darkness felt like no where
but even in that nowhere
being held by you
felt like we were everywhere
- poesypsyche | terrified of darkness terrified of losing you
Grey reality has become the colours to the blank canvas.
Shine within the glass is the new skylight to the darkness.
Liqueurs are the beverages to the loneliness.
Smokes are the magnets to the Stress.
High is the new high.
Love is in the touch.
Sad reality is the reality,
Sadness is the new undefiledness.
- poesypsyche || old school lost in the 21st.
Through the flowing winds
of chaos,
I stand by calm,
graving the chaos.
- poesypsyche || sturdiness
Oh uh , I'm falling
I'm failing,
I'm heavy like a brick
full of burden.
Uh huh, don't worry
I'll be the pieces
shattered enough
to be melted away
from the burdens
and never shade you
like the curtains.
- poesypsyche |•| don't worry.
3 seconds of No flinching
A look without blinking
3 seconds worth more than
3 lifetimes.
Your brown eyes
and my deep brown sea of
our lives.
Even a dream of a lifetime
once and for all
I lived it all.
- poesypsyche |•| idk 💭
"I want to love you as much until I'm unable to love anyone else."
- Poetries of My Pieces
Here we are,
Unable to unlove Us
till every lifetime
falls apart.
- poesypsyche
One bruise, a drop more in the sea
Two cuts, blades swung both sides
Three scrapes, to mind, body and the soul
Four times it hurts, pain is an old friend
An internal war, stretched out far
Do you still love me with body full of scars?
I have faith and I have trust
Please listen to my melody, I'm breathing in dust
Scared, cornered, lonely
You were my saviour only
I yearn for our forever paradise
Where our cries would be memories
Ostrasized by my lover
I peek over the cold shoulder with teary eyes
Want you to travel from distant to hand's reach
Warmth is what I feel
Would you see through my disguise
Disgusting as it is, pull me from myself
My shadows keep me silent
Let my unheard wallows reach to your heart
I wonder am I been in hell is it within me,
I've been walking through the purgatory
Hurt and hurt, again and more
Still I wish to love and be loved instead.
- The woes of swan in the moonlit lake
And then you loved me
with all the grace of almighty
Ladies and gentlemen stood
to finish the blues
Blank canvas and we,
painted the blues
with our hues
When lover of peace met
the God of light,
Finally it was the dawny flight.
P.S. - I love you❤
I wished to be loved,
I'm loved and
I do love ❤
One bruise, a drop more in the sea
Two cuts, blades swung both sides
Three scrapes, to mind, body and the soul
Four times it hurts, pain is an old friend
An internal war, stretched out far
Do you still love me with body full of scars?
I have faith and I have trust
Please listen to my melody, I'm breathing in dust
Scared, cornered, lonely
You were my saviour only
I yearn for our forever paradise
Where our cries would be memories
Ostrasized by my lover
I peek over the cold shoulder with teary eyes
Want you to travel from distant to hand's reach
Warmth is what I feel
Would you see through my disguise
Disgusting as it is, pull me from myself
My shadows keep me silent
Let my unheard wallows reach to your heart
I wonder am I been in hell is it within me,
I've been walking through the purgatory
Hurt and hurt, again and more
Still I wish to love and be loved instead.
- The woes of swan in the moonlit lake
And then you loved me
with the passing cold
Savored the ties of
remains of my past,
to let it pass,
Through you,
to the depths of hell.
When lover of peace
met the god of light,
finally it was the flight
to our night.
Yearning was over,
Hey my lover :*
Ladies and gentlemen stood
to bow down to our hood
of hues of paradise.
Together we stood,
painting the blues
with our clues
of golden love.
Finally,
I'm loved
and I do love,
Forever till the end
of our lifetimes,
Against all the odds,
Always.
P. S. - I love you my hon <3
Hold me close to let me know how to never leave.
Hold me tight to let me know I'm never gonna be out of sight.
Hold me gently to assure me.
Hold me gracefully to speak with me instead of me asking to answer.
Hold me firm to never let me go.
Hold me and tell me , it's you and not me.
Hold me please.
- poesypsyche // please tell me it's you and not me.
I cremate the remains
of my names,
I cremate the remains
of my vulnerabilities,
I cremate the remains
of my personalities,
I cremate the remains
of my grief in bulk,
I cremate the remains
of my everything,
I don't know for what
I don't know with the thought
of winning or losing.
- poesypsyche // are you being yourself? or you are being myself because of myself?
Can you hear me ?
Can you fucking hear me ?
I screamed through the gut
the extremities of sleep paralysis
was felt in the freshness
of the daylight.
never would have imagined,
bleeding through and
being half alive,
would be felt while being
the most alive.
- poesypsyche can I blame periods or my disorder of the brain ?
Neither an entity
Nor a person
Just a name
known for excruciating
pain ,
making the efforts go
into vain.
Ironically,
Peace and love
became
needy and greedy
with no self worth
but only a piece of work.
- poesypsyche I'm sorry, I'm greedy.
I just wanna be fine.
Just don't wanna be wrapped
in the blanket
of my words and actions
weaved into it.
Just don't wanna be
puppeteer to a puppet
made out of heart and blood.
Just don't wanna be seen
as a misery , consequence
and not even as a pity.
- poesypsyche who ?
- a lost soul
Excruciating
Exhausting
To be the part
of the sharp corners
of negligence,
to be the part of
same old, same old.
to be the part of
casualty.
- poesypsyche || path of U - turns