Sorry.But,I love you all forever.Goodbye home.
Oh,dear shooting stars and lords of love..shower ..a broken prayer..please.Don't no wt it is.Scroll.
Shrines of Love,Let your power flow,Bring back the faded glow,Alter the fate's design,Because,there's a secret why only now.Let the magic show,Drop the black blinds of haze,Pay pearls the gold snow,Tell souls what they won't ever know.Let the breeze of love blow,Cease the icy storms,Prevent anymore wrecks and drowns.Pay the costs,blessing it a vow.Let the dreams win,And desires not sink.Call what's lurking far,Melt what's turned an stone.Let for once happiness rain,After,the showers of pain,When there's nothing to loose or gain,Nomore bleeding stains,Let the soul's voice be felt,And,broken stars be heard,Once let choice be bestowed,As sins die slow.Let the venom and salts become shallow,Heal what has been hurt,Find what has been lost.Stitch what has been digged,Save what's not meant to go.©fanatic_desire
If it's worth it.
For,Something you never had,Do everything you never did.©fanatic_desire
Don't know wt it is.
Dungeons of floating fractals,Waves of cloating blood,Shimmering skins veiling scars,Lurking sheepish fears in woody mists,Adorned curves and cloaks,Blabbering multiple noises, Howling as God of vices,Stretching their covens of hollow powers,And aimless slobbering jaws.Burying humanity under pale muds of modernity.©fanatic_desire
Gazes over sky.
Specks of sunshine,Falling on those creme dyed pearls,Kissing the grey pebbles on shore.Reflecting criss-cross incandescent shadows,Over tinkling drops on electric tides,With,pale sands wandering aimlessly in the embraces of icy fangs.All creating infinite patterns and unknown mazes,of ocean's untold sagas.©fanatic_desire
We run away from those dark corners all our lives,Only,To crave for their solace later,After being betrayed by the blinding lights.©fanatic_desire
Change is good,Only until,Your self is not paying the price.©fanatic_desire
Please.Just once.I want to catch it once,helpless too far.Won't let down.
Oh murky skies,Please,once more rain your twinkling stars,I want to catch one shooting star,The one that's broken enough.©fanatic_desire
Wandering desires,Dared to stop,got buried.So,Tinkling hearts,Don't dance,might break soon.©fanatic_desire
Existence turned blind,of something they predicted to fade as the Past,'Cause some wounds,they last and last.©fanatic_desire
I have always been weird. Some of my friends used to say I was born weird. Maybe they were right. I had a penchant for the sad and gloomy ever since I was young. All the sad songs and stories that'd end in ache, used to make me feel at home.I remember seeing the commercial of a beauty product and how it claimed to erase the dark circles. At ten, I wondered, why would anyone want to do that... They look so beautiful. I remember wanting to have a pair for me as well.Growing up I came across the fact that some people used contact lenses, to get rid of glasses. Again, I found that ridiculous. I absolutely adored the frame sitting on the nose at all times. I wanted to have one for me soon.Then, in my teenage I happened to come across a movie. There in, every evening, the leading lady, would sit in her small room in the hills alone. Doing nothing. Staring vacantly at the wall in front, while the clouds outside changed colors from white to crimson and finally everything would turn dark. No books around, no friends, nothing... just a small room and an empty bed. Her evenings used to fascinate me. I wanted to be that lonely. I wanted to be that numb.The universe has been truly generous. It granted all my wishes. From glasses to dark circles to an empty, lonely room. I can't even complain about the ache. It is all I ever wanted. I have longed for it, ever since the time, I had no idea what kind of pain my choices would bring. And this scares me... Scares me of my choices... I'm terrified to wish for anything... To pray for a dream... What if it happens to be only a matter of time, before I learn that it wasn't a good idea to ask for something like this. What if my wishes were best not made... And that compels me to waive off my right to dream. And just allow myself to be cursed with obedience. Being a follower, a nobody, a sheep. I'm learning to be okay with being a spectator. With no desires to fight and win.©whitewings
My legs achewith the fatigue of all the racesI'm yet to run...Alone.©whitewings
ख़ुशनसीब हैं वो,जिनकी फ़िक्र कोई नहीं करता।अपनी फ़िक्र करने में उन्हें,ज़रा भी अहसास-ए-जुर्म नहीं होता।©whitewings
I hate writing. But I do it anyway. Because I live in a society where I'm learning to smile with people and at things that I hate.It's pathetic that I write. With no special talent with words, I just scribble my stupid emotionson a random sheet of paper because I can't scream into a random ear.©whitewings
I have always been addictedto destroying myself.And somehowI always find a reason to justify what I do.It's nothing new.So don't you worry,I won't ever put the blame on you.©whitewings
I've never been the best at anything. Just somewhere between outright bad and excellent... I keep hanging. Holding on to a tiny spot on the rope, trying to make it to the other side, wondering... towards which end should I move, because I don't belong to either.©whitewings
The poison of chaos runs in my veins.The turbulent flow of lifekeeps my breaths engaged.Entropy runs rampantagainst the wallsthat claim to hold peace in their paint.Yet I wait,with hands of loveagainst the throat of hate,for commotion and calm to resonate.©whitewings
Some days I wake up and wish to punch you in the face. Some days I wake up and wish I could kiss you all over. Some days I wake up and I want to fight with you, screaming, crying and making a mess of everything. Some days I wake up and wish to hold you close and talk about our wildest dreams, deepest fears and craziest mischieves. You see, no matter what it is that I want to do, everyday I wake up and wish I was lying next to you.©whitewings
I pray for the worst to happen to me.To be married to someonewho'd abuse mementally, physically, verbally.Someone who would never love me.Someone who'd reduce meto less than human,denying all my rights,smothering my smiles.I want to be destroyed totally.So that the oneswho took you away from me,can see...If my decision to love you was wrong,the one they chose,wasn't any right.And they'd forever carry the guiltof destroying my life.©whitewings
I used to be so used to being lonely,that your arrival in my lifeseemed like intrusion to me.And when I got used to having you around,life took you back, so beautifully.©whitewings