Rhy1hm

the silence between the sounds

[rhy1hm]

Pathetic Soul

i am a shell of a person with nothing surrounding me

i am hollow and bare and weak

i am a coward for not facing my most innate fears, confronting my realities and my fucking inevitable fate

i am the middle of july, where everything starts pouring

out of my grave now, but I am bound to reach there

i am the epitome of sorrow, surviving by numbing it all

i crawl my way out of the shackles i've mindlessly borrowed

expectations and experiences- everything an increasingly heavier pill to swallow

and I am left again to deal with it, to give little pieces of my heart away in return for candies and cakes

i maybe don't deserve love so im here to part ways

a side character that gets a chapter to their name only when they're dying in the ink of the next page

i always thought of me as empathetic

but when you remove the first syllable

maybe what i really am is cursed all the way?

maybe im just a shell of a person, a pathetic soul astray.

[rhy1hm]

kahani meri, kahani tumhari, kahani apni ya ho kahani begani, is kahani se hi shuru aur isi par khatam, yahi toh hai zindgani.

[avemikesszz]

[rhy1hm]

I look in the mirror and there you are staring at the mess of a person you handcrafted on a whim.

Look at us now, we're both dichotomous.

[rhy1hm]

'dream a little dream of me'

when i say your name and you say back mine

a crisp sound of enigma blasts in my ears, transcending beyond my unconscious mind

i imagine you having a vivid existence beneath the facade of your cloudy eyes

"stay, don't leave me alone"

your voice was cold as sunrise

and i know i saw it then, through the tiniest crack in your mask, a glimmer of sorrow, a stroke of love

i wish to know you only as much as you show, but sometimes i wish to saunter in the dawn of your heart, speak the language of your thoughts and mix it with my own

i don't want you to dream of hope

i wish to stay and stay and stay and die right here in the cozy dream of your arms

i don't want to dream just a little dream of you but never it be more.

[rhy1hm]

there is a disheveled facade in front of me

the more i look closely the more it tend to sway

but when i try to give this fake face a shape

all it turns into is your six letter name

[rhy1hm]

kese keh du insaan bura hai?

kese keh du wakt bhi usse khafa hai?

kese keh du ye aaina tujhse juda hai?

kese keh du kisi se ki kismat hi uska khuda hai?

[rhy1hm]

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hide away, hide away, turn away, and run

face the lies like you did the truths, none better than the other in the face of suffering anyway

face his scowl, face her shout, they've always been better at it than loving your sorry face

can't be any better can ya? bundle it all up, bottle it up in your heart? why can't you ever be brave? look ahead your whole life is at stake!

change change change, everything is fake

change everything until you aren't so much as sane

bastard son, blood traitor, left quite brazenly you won't ever be the same

change everything until nothing's the right way

whatever is in a name anyway?

turn around and see, the black shadow stuck to your fame

thought of leaving a legacy? go on run away

as the black behind you kills all the footsteps in its wake.

[rhy1hm]

you know the stuff they call people that are different from most?

'not normal' has been my default since day one

keen on calling myself sane,

yet i have you whisper little nothingness into my ears

for hours on end, i listen closely to the words of a ghost

[not-rab]

welcome to the marauders fandom <3

[rhy1hm]

am i supposed to cry or fully bawl my eyes out? <3

[rhy1hm]

i feel numb on days when my body breaks, sad on days my sight breaks, and the days that i want to fill myself up with hate, coincidentally are the ones i also feel my throat smoking up a burning heartache.

[rhy1hm]

"your eyes look tired"

whatever else would they look like?

they yearn to look at you, so instead of droopy lids weighing them down, they can hold stars inside, the reflections from your irises, the whole universe in a pair of eyes.

[rhy1hm]

we dance together

i love the winter blush on your cheeks

your cranberry tinted lips

and your strawberry prints

blueberry muffins and

sipping on hot chocolates,

this decemberry season.

[rhy1hm]

in an ideal world i would've wanted you to kiss my lips, but today, tonight, in this life, i just want you to stay with me, don't want you further away.

[rhy1hm]

inhaled someone's cigarette stricken lips,

the soul less smoke dancing on mine,

for someone who makes strawberries giggle,

his embrace felt more whiskey than wine.

[rhy1hm]

the inherent is unknown, with destiny becoming a facade, and infatuation a new placeholder to suffice for love.

[rhy1hm]

and i would sever all my ties to inanimate comforts just to be adored by someone alive, someone with dove eyes, someone who's as dead as me inside.