don’t let those chemicals work in your head
I swear they make my serotonin rush
you could give me obsessive compulsive disorder
i’m scared you might leave in gush
keep quite when I talk when I walk to you
you still don’t speak even when i’m hush
digging deeper in my heart to the core
oh when you stop you’d leave me in tush
now look back, look down here in my hands
oh my four chambered concrete strong scared
adrenaline you supply for free to me
even my head not for a chance you spared
hold back, don’t walk ahead, not a single step
you’re mighty, you can break me to never be repaired
oh you touch to make my every feather stand
magician you’re, sugar coated double layered
my chest misbehaves with the photons of your face
oh sweet love, you’re no good but you make my life race
in an infinite space
to end for the chase
following your trace
blinded of your grace
illusion, you’re my sweet illusion!
where are you and where my sighs
ruined a lot, your truthful lies
what have I become, can’t trace anymore
can fix others, others for me out of score
my head’s still sweet but brain has sores
I open my love but others shut the door
kept me hallucinating blur of ours
heart still feels but it feels now sour
who could heal, probably not your fault
i’d not have let you in, you set my default
what have I become, death of my stars
I wonder if it’s you or countless scars
I hadn’t dreamt of it, lights run out
have lost more than I ever got
this soreness makes me shut shout
i’m messed in these tricky routes
not perfect but I try my best
but I slack at loving people
i’m often confused what to do, lest
you shouldn’t have gone deeper
now I misbehave, I am not at pattern
but if you come see, I still sometimes do best on my turn
sometimes i’m messed up, sometimes I’m mistake
how come i’ve come to this, how do I take?
i’m a kid inside, no, probably a monster
despaired so much, impaired lone-stern
who could fix when I don’t know where’s the wreck
i’m a jaunt for some, for some pleasure of neck
who’d save me from myself now?
i’m drowning in what i’d drawn
hands are there but can’t see help
where i’m, where i’m held?
who’s gonna save me from myself?
Crashing, pulling, throwing,
Trying to electrify
Sprinkle a little gasoline
Hope that will justify
Batter, family shatters
Acceptance seems denied
Sprinkle a little water
Is it to be burned alive?
Happy seems too weary
Bloodholes run teary
Do we have to fight?
Mamma, we can make it out alive
Talking to his own hands
Best friends he ever knew
Helping him through smog
All thorns that they sew
Run behind your mother
She might not return
Another day crashes
The night may not return
Sorrow seems too fragile
Only ally in his castle
Of love that’s filled with hatred
Childhood too betrayed
Witnessing the violence of shelter
Slamming doors engulfed of screams
Genie or witch are needed helpers
They too won’t come it seems
Sleep as he makes a story
Stars again to stare
Prestige and damn religion
Trapped family in the glare
Are we a family?
Better we nothing be
Go back to the childhood
Turn ugly bad to good
Listen to all the voices
That keep cramming love
Poison in those noises
For a moment shut it up
Cringed in own fervour
Home is maybe sweet home
Innocence without armour
Terminated in alone
Things he saw were gloomy
Destroyed all the fun looming
Not like the other children
Perfect family barren
Shouts and screams to loving
Hurts another trapped
Who made whose heart sting?
Loathing in filthy wraps
Sisters brother playing
But what should he play?
Fear of dying someone’s
Ruins another day
Was that a family?
What else could it be?
Lost the childhood
With empty hands stood.
Thought in next life
There’ll be perfect home
But expectation drowned dry
Afterlife is truth no more
So he looks to the sky
Thinks to alter world
The love that seeped through fights
Make in someone’s world
Would there be a family?
A perfect home to be?
A home that’ll be his
Where finally love will breed.
I was so grey and sky shone blue
You touched my skin to change my hue
Cheeks to red, eyes dark deep
Warm of yours dried my weep
Simple is the thing, sober is you
A little wine makes me muse
A little smile that you use
A little care that you show
To little me since you know
Under my pillow comfort refuges
Now that it’s you I know
I’ll smile even if you go
I won’t be sad anymore
A sense of realisation is you
Won’t let you know
No, i’ll smile and let you go
Now that things change places
Once again the colors will be known
Now the sky is grey and yes i’m a little blue
But I won’t lose your gift my hue
I’ll get it back, all because of you
Cheeks will be red, dark eyes be ocean
I’ll be calm or maybe silent watch the rain
I’ll never be the same after this touch
Will see you once or twice in a week or a month
Do you know you are a remedy for pain?
Now that maybe you don’t know
Just smile if you let me go
You can’t make anyone sad
A sense of happiness you glow
Who you’re if you know
I’ll smile and maybe it’ll show
Lucky are those who could confess their love amid the world while some hide in the sober whispers of existingly oblivious feelings which they would smother over time.
Some great love stories are never meant to be same as not every diamond is meant to shine. Some love stories die just because of the lack of courage while some die of oppressional beliefs of abhorrent society.
On the one hand where muslims could keep more than one wife, Hindus would worship gods who had committed polygamy as well and Christians could remarry as many times as they want, there are love stories which are still put to hay. Completely harmless and selfless feelings which won’t cause any nuisance to others’ lives are considered poignant in the society for the sake of religion or social values which are just facades of scarred mentalities.
Love never harms but soothes the wounds on the soul of other person but what would one do when that soothing balm itself starts to give severe bruises being dominated by the society and culture. We forget that society and culture keep on changing as we progress but at the moment accustomed to the ignorance we damage a lot. We blow some irreversible damages which plague two lives forever, they could have flourished and brought some positivity around but they go barren if not negative.
We, as a society, still have to learn a lot. We have to think beyond ‘live and let live.’ Have to think to somewhere, where everything could be cured with one feeling of magnanimity, where we believe in ‘Love and let love.’
Mystic oh beauty labyrinth of your eyes
Cryptic in soul lost your blaze in my heart
Bright and yellow ours, engulfed all spies
It sways in your storms, sailing to be part
Your sound sweet dilutes in the swirl all mine
Secrets all the treasured ours in the back of heads
Hovers in my ribs around four chambers in lines
Cuddled in the slumber world of your eyes like beds
Don’t help them when they drown
Says the love for they’ll rise
Then adios, then tears yet they’ll be crowned
Nemesis of their hearts, the end would be precise
Oh their love is a magic
Heavenly-locked featured tragic.