every thought deserves to be written
The sword of loveCut open the gates Of her heart.Conquered her fear of loveAnd took over her throne.Deep inside her core Lied the mystery of her beautyObscure for years and years.The beauty which wasBeyond her eyes,Beyond her smile,Beyond miles and milesOf her skin. -Anaga©anagawrites
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The unheard voices
Oh darling, mrs mineDay and nightShe weeps and whine.Her frock is redHer skin is tornHer body is scarredHer soul is lonely and alone.Screams and shouts,no thunder above the roofLittle did she realiseThat the world is soundproofSix feet underShe yells and criesIn life and deathHer voices are silentAlways and forever unheard.©anagawrites
Darkest hour of the nightThe moon was only bright.Came down the demonWith dark wings and freight.Gave me a roseWith lot of thorns.Wrapped me in its wings,Took me to its heaven.It flew back to hellLeft me in tears.I wonder if it comes backI wonder if it stays.Never came backNever saw its ocean blue eyes.Now the angel in me has fallenFor the devil in you. - Anaga
Life was an empty bookAll the pages were whiteNo lines, no scribblesNo stories to rewrite.Then came a penCreated splendid worksBeautiful scars and marksThat shines and sparks.Like the roses In your bookMy pages bloomAnd will never gloom.
Love is not optional, it is essential
You brokeMy heartBut it stillBeats for you.
Like a glassI was strong,yet transparent.Your words were hardAs a rock.Like an arrowGoing deep into a person's heartYour words went deepInto my heart, into my soul.Like a candle Turning into waxYour words melted Deep inside my soul.Like a paperBurning into ashes.Your words turned me into ashesBroken and sad.Like the birthmarkOn your back.Your words created scarsAnd will never fade away
When I look Deep into her eyesI see my futureBrighter and clearer.Cosy, cold days of winterHer eyes,Bright as crystals.Her skin, white as snow.Her hair, soft as a feather.Her lips, red as a cherry.Her smile, beautiful as always.Her thoughts, alluring as her soul.She looks at meOur heartbeats sync.We talk for hoursWith our mouths shut.The night gets colder and darker.Our love goes deeper than the oceanWe look at the smiling starsScattered in the silent sky.
Oh little girlHow happy were you?You lived to the fullestNot knowing the cruel world.Oh little girlYou had a templeTall,gaunt and beautifulThat isn't yours anymore.Oh little girlThere were timesWhen u did not knowWhat hands could do to a life.Oh little girl It's not your faultIt's how the world isIt's how it works.Oh little girlOh a wasted bodyOh a wasted soulOh your life is frittered away.Oh my dear little girl.❤️
The little girl
lie on the bed With a blade on my wrist.Eyes fixed on the ceiling,Questioning the power of God.A sleeping mind.A sobbing heart.A fearful soul And it is all up to me."What the eyes don't see,the heart doesn't grieve over."Sometimes what the eyes don't see,The heart does grieve over.My soul is capturedInto the darkness of the world.My delicate heart has grieved so much,That today I am leaving.©anagawrites