Subdued fluorescent lightings, Flaunts a mirror with myriad reflections, Incandescence that strikes her face, She, a mess of enchanted thoughts, Lingering in his dreams, With a saturnine wreath of diamonds, The fantasised pleasures of love, Reverberates with the crammed nostalgia of the quadrilateral!
Clothing, tresses and sighs, Soaked in the aroma of passion, Lingers in each anorexic nerve, Puffs of fragrance, Musty shirts you left behind, Clings onto me with sensuous love, Aroma of our mingled breathes, Unfurls into the dingy space, Flavoured kisses deny to depart from my mouth, Rustic bed reeks of our intimacy,
Oh darling! The same tingled odour chokes me to death!
Scads of coercions, Lounging on the spine, Orbs veiled with prismatic frames, With a kaleidoscope wine decanter, Croons of silvery tones, Gilded with furbelowed mockery, The atoms crushed with a meager force.
Words choked at the frontier of gullet, Tiara of dead flowers, Yearning for death with open arms, Mosaic of lifeless arrayed cells, Every unit oblivious to life, Pied snippets plunging to exit the body, Absolutely, an art to concoct a perpetual smile!
Wisps of copper blue nostalgia, Confined within the murky quadrilateral, Penumbras scorched with narcotics, Jaded with consistent nebula of tears, Walls engraved with stains of picadillos, Breeze enwrapping and fondling the traces.
1000 decibels of screeches, coursing through vacuum, Atoms at angstrom distances, Obstreperous universe of perpetual introspection, As bit by bit, and piece by piece, Tumbles and decays beneath the foot, Is when the immortal remnants of the soul, Are at the zenith of their demise!
Mauve stains aphonic, Veiled beyond the stygian silhouette, Gullet choked with unvoiced lexicons, Sober pate muddled with grey symphonies, Aureate love with stereoscopic analysis, Scrutiny of micro miniature scintillae, Gauging the ambrosia in raucous voices, Apocalypse of bones and blood, Blithe curses of heaven, An amorist, insanity coursing through her vessels, With each deafening blow of saudade, The atom in her fought for breath!
Lexicons of the soul, Wreathed in emerald garbs, Swaying her lustrous volume of barnet, Veiling her wounds and scars, With a silky juniper robe, Sighs of anxiety, gasps of fear, In a conundrum to stay or emerge, Beams of graphene, withstanding epistles, Unlit caverns of every mortal!
Hands smudged with soots of nostalgia, Nothing but whites, greys and blacks, Once held a kaleidoscope macrocosm, The harmony of stygian and snowy phases, With traces of ebbing agonies, Clutching the cosmos of the other soul, Enwreathed with velveteen fabric, Picayune inkling of departure, Eclipse with euphoric smiles, Poof! Faded into eternity!
My heart is completely impaired by the nasty words they always speak.
It simply hurts. It hurts when you want your loved ones to stand by you, to be loyal to you but rather they push you into the darkness and then drag you to the depth of it.
It hurts when they adore your flaws, your imperfections in front of you but in actual they defame your soul, they bring out your inadequacy and makes you feel that you are nothing but as useless as "ay" in "okay."
Sometimes I try to not to take such things, I try to follow the rule of "Taking it from one ear and letting it go from other" but those spiteful words hit the heart so hard that it affects the brain and then that continuous thought makes you hate yourself.
And I hate myself. I hate my imperfection, I hate being so fragile, I hate being always wrong, I hate being just a burden to them and I hate living in this world full of hypocrites.
Shakespearean Sonnet Rules & Rhyme Scheme Shakespearean sonnets are broken into 4 sections, called quatrains. They maintain a strict rhyme scheme: ABAB // CDCD // EFEF // GG
The sonnet must have 14 lines. Each line has 10 syllables.
Sonnets often describe a problem and solution, or question and answer. The transition from problem to solution (or question to answer) is called the volta (turn).
Rhyme Schemes The quatrains are usually setup as such: 1st Quatrain: Purpose: establishes the subject # of lines: 4 Rhyme Pattern: ABAB 2nd Quatrain: Purpose: introduces theme (starts painting the picture) # of lines: 4 Rhyme Pattern: CDCD
3rd Quatrain: Purpose: finalizes theme # of lines: 4 Rhyme Pattern: EFEF 4th Quatrain: Purpose: final thoughts # of lines: 4 Rhyme Pattern: GG