Never Leave Me Alone

It was a sudden impact

When my immature thoughts

Collapsed into broken notes

At that midnight

I felt so strange

To be like that

In the middle of the night

Looking out for my drug

But not getting a bit of her

Isn’t it quite funny to be alive?

I thought, thinking of what happened

A couple of minutes ago

There was a modest silence

Everywhere around me

It was complete darkness

That connected with my intuition

To get lost like a crazy fellow

No alcohol to ruin my mood

No more puffs to gain from weed

I had the drug which I wanted

A drug of intensified pain

Mixed together with my feelings

To get those moments back

For yet another renovation

Of my whole self.

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Regrets of Love

....that's how their story ended up in silence. She walked away from him. He didn't utter a word to stop her; she didn't know that he loved her either, but she knew that she had never loved anybody else, just him. Only him.

Not Anymore… : Part 2

Not Anymore Part 2

Our means of love,

visible in every move,

traces us not to go apart

from a memorable past

to a destined future,

that we sketch over

a wall of white color,

yet to painted 

by our untainted

souls to last to gather…

.P.S. Those who haven’t been through the 1st part of this poetry series, check it out here:

*¬†Not Anymore… : Part 1

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Not Anymore… : Part 1

Not Anymore...

She departs away

Mind fades on its way

Where am I?

Can’t I sing

nor do I ping

On her life, a melody

that overset my mood’s

moody face, everywhere..

as long as we’re

living for us to gather..

*to be continued

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