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Who is it within you that you put in the paper ?

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  • ajoydeuri 14w

    Estranged

    Life has never been so odd

    Estranged and unsober me in the corner of a moment in the trance
    Sippin' and trippin' through the clouds

    The smile of smoke on number nine
    The only thing left is to snort in clandestine

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    The night we met

    The spine recorded the goosebumps
    'Anamnesis of our first night'; the bed recalled
    One night stand, it was all
    But the interdigitating fingers entwining all the while
    Contrasted the mystery of that time
    The curves of your silhouette from the moonlight
    We schmoozed a little in the middle of the night
    Then cuddling in the rest and more we did
    There was something special in the dark
    As your redolence got me enamored
    And the fantasy kept craving for more

    Its been a long time since we first met but I could still reminisce perfectly
    The taste of the beer and cigarettes on your lips
    The grope around your hips
    The fluffy hair where I ran my finger through
    And the body that I poured into
    Unexpectedly spontaneously we both went above
    We wrote our story that history would love to imprint
    'The lust that turned into love'

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    Stars

    I feel my eyes staring right through the sky
    Lost into the clouds
    And clouds; I see none.

    The moon is all alone with stars all forbidden to shine
    Is it too weird to lose track of time
    With your breath sighing into mine?

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    P.O.E.M.S

    P enetrating deep into the grave of thoughts
    O wning the diary of life
    E ternal is my love for it
    M esmerizing memories overwhelming as I flip through the pages
    S anguine enough for me to share it

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    The chaos
    Facade silence

    Your heartbeat
    Perfectly hymns

    I am that part
    Of symphony

    That your
    Soul would love to sing

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    Somewhere in search of 'who to love?'. We forget how to love.

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    Sleepless

    For nights I've been sleepless
    Well you see, the hardest part isn't trying to sleep
    The hardest part is to stop thinking about the dreams you can't turn into reality

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    There are love stories about other people falling in love with each other.

    What about the stories of falling in love with ourselves?
    Its underestimated.

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    A paper

    Unsynchronized mind
    Isn't forming rhymes
    What about the thoughts that are quivering to come out in chimes
    The ideas that are yet to unveil
    What about the imaginations that crave for its execution
    The soul yet in search for nirvana
    Coveted in the flowers of marijuana

    If not a voice, a paper shall engrave it in.

    ©ajoydeuri

  • ajoydeuri 14w

    Would you rather live existentially or substantially ?
    Or rather be stuck in a limbo, a trance left out of remorse for the life you didn't live.

    ©ajoydeuri