Midnight screws With a creepy lights From the scars of the moon To all the way dark sites Along the roar of silence Sounds knock on the door at tip of three Dap of the footsteps echoing my ears While walking alone at the hallway round A dark shadow with a beautiful grace Moving around my lane Stepped close towards me whispering //"Lemme take you to the kindest world with colourful colour shades of black and dark... Enjoying the pinch of spot light crown... None to draw you down...none to break you up So... lemme take you gurl to explore the world around"// Whispers all around made me fall for her words like clown Uncontrollable actions controlled by the eye of shadow grace Made me walk on her footprints sound Happily myself at walking along by Dreaming of blissful world She took me to the place, sense of unknown turned When myself realised up to looking awake I was found in the "HELL" of "HEAVEN" The darkness of shadow grace took me along And drowned my body where I was just a spirit of soul converted alone.....
Dragging myself to wrong zones Handful of gains to bare lanes Experiences of world drafting the past Leaning in the world coming round The way u were YESTERDAY.... Just as an ordinary rising star Keeping me in touch as your whole moon The way u are NOW... Running far for endless everything... Still don't care with what you are holding to Fooling around that things never changed The way u will be leading TOMORROW... With that shiny star can lead u far from us And I'll be a disappearing soul beside
Why these changing zones.!? Why are unknown faces of known coming through.!? Why don't this guiltiness pop up within true gestures? Don't u feel the changing phases of moon u do.!? With all the times... Me fading all through down ways Looked upon every switching grey's Throughout the life did thought the lessons If ever I'll enjoy the seven colours of life or just will be ending up seeking for the fade once..
Now I'm afraid... I'm afraid..just as everyone changes their cruel faces. What if someday these stars would leave their shine behind I'm afraid...that what if I loose all the beauty of rainbow I'm afraid...if so ever animals too make their ways ending loyalty Yess I'm afraid if my shadow makes me fall down the streets.. I'm afraid...if ever my tears and raindrops will have no difference Afraid of flowers ending their gloomy texture Never the less...not only this world Afraid of my own self too..!
Landing to an erroneous feeling Seeking for the darkest shadow Believe your eyes, believe what sense For that never ending souls again Switching in memories It's U, it's ME and it's US Raising to all the thoughts repeatedly Happily living in the core of manly wild But the fact... "I'm dead" It's just the 'SLEEP....WAKE....WALK' Walking through ourselves, being one Unknowingly unaware Of the bliss or bleeding surrounding round With the dead beautiful dread souls Or with the living persons alive... MYSELF thinking me live But my body floats through the dark river Starring as am walking by paths Crying, roaring, feeling my own death to floats Ends with an mysterious track If being deadly live is a boon Or is a dreadful crave.. Coz.."DEATH DOESN'T MEAN GONE"..
Well... everything in the world is not permanent for sure as well it's also not temporary.... It's being us what we could think of something...if uh say it is..yeah then " I BELIEVE IT IS"....as for if u say it's not then.."DON'T EVER THINK OF IT COZ IT'S NOT"....✨
Just an random poem.✨ Got this inspiration of writing on this topic form series..... "THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR" ------------------------------------------------------------------------
The blue emerald queen Admiring my own waves Switching my own lane to sun Dealing to the depthness of the dawn Fluently running my tail Dropping all the magical colours around Making the whole ocean dance With a wishing tornado found Whole filled with my salty tears Amending it with the thoughts of new And conquering the waves competing through An immortal loving soul Sailing in my own dreams of oceanic vibes Owning my crown with the pearls she lies And carrying all the darkness she cries Being in my own sense Attached to my own beneath world Miles away to the depthness deep As an water nymph kid..!
With her messy little hair and cringiness in her foot steps... laughing around and messing with her own self She just steps into her Castle room with an odd attitude & with an other site looking personality which she herself knows better....|| she's just an free queen in her castle...a leader bee in her comb....the seven phase of the rainbow.....a book mark in the huge novel....naughty as a kiddo...smart with an attitude...a little goddess of her parents and devil in herself..||
Doing all the crazy stuffs as she gets her way...none to bother, none to dare....lives like a butterfly in her own free world....Not living with a dream of stepping on a huge stage making herself fame.... instead she lives in her own stage where she defeats herself being stupid, crazy, cool, creepy, lazy, fancy, untidy, messy, random, free...where the audience just tend to appreciate to all her showcases... And that's *HERSELF*..yess that's the only her..in her own small little room and being comfy at her phase in the mirror...her confidence of conquering all she wants....
Hehe...has loads of clothes.. wardrobe full of mess...but still.. always tries to the different once.. making herself more comfy and stupid... Meh *DADDY'S GURL.. RIGHT??...* Yeah then.."stop picking that same from my closets...* I'm the one jumps to different closets and conquering my dad's wardrobe..and demanding it all... that's kind of meh..
She owes herself like like queen..*don't just dare to disturb her*... Dropping herself to the ground at any how she wants.. || huh!..it's my place, my castle, my dreamhouse, my world,...I'll sit and stand anyhow..u r none to judge me dear..||
But..she is still mature enough...she'll be a specific color at dot time...she is crazy but innocent in front of doors..she acts stupid but knows to behave at particular time...she is messy but as at the same time as decent as a book.. A girl has diverse phases dear...she owes one thing to herself and the other to the world.... Don't dare to judge by her character..she can be what she wants.. (And ofc she is mature enough but her carziness and kiddoness Will never end..)!
Morning bell rings An eye to the window pane Constant musical vibe Connecting me to the hearts of every lane... Winking my eyes peacefully Sensing aura of dancing breeze Dismissing all the low spirits And accepting morning positive magic induce ease... Stable smile on every passing phase Humming a song with my own random way Making my hands dance through all the instruments Giving rise to different tone for the day... A peace giving touch of sun kiss Comes into sight as bright view Playing with it as a small kid And finding all the rhythmic colours in perfect queue -Neha❤
What is trust??.......an unwanted feeling??....or an unusual one.... Is trust something that never gives u satisfaction...that breaks u every now and then and separates u from everyone....
Firstly, always a question arises.... Whom do we TRUST man?????.... To the person who always talks with me....the person who always says "yeah gurl, l trust u"??.....or the people who surround me??......the person who I'm unknown to?....or else Can I trust u???
For me.....I'll never trust the person who always says "yeah I trust u".....coz what's the sense in just letting these polite words come from your speech.....OR .....do u want me to trust u blindly and should I regret myself for the rest of my 'LIFE'....yeah!! R u serious?
The main thing I believe in this cause my 'PARENTS' never told that they trusted me... every time I hear is that....." We can't trust u... you'll make a mess.... we'll not be there for u every time, make your own decisions, no sympathy for u...just do your work"..... Hearing this I just tend to laugh sometimes....these words may hurt the most but they just try to say a big lie on our damn face that doesn't seems to be true..... every single word they say is just to make us stronger...... Lastly parents utter these in a rude way....but they always tend to do the opposite of that......coz "I always see my parents at my back to support me".....
So....now tell me whom should I trust.....if you really mean it that u trust someone, is there an expectation of believing u....(maybe yes, but I still don't....TRUST is just a feeling of dream, that is never true)....
Not everyone is the same...but just don't break anyone's trust.....Try to understand the true meaning of #trust ......
A door seeking through at Finding myself at an unknown world Stepping in thru it with a happy soul But I just ended up seeing around..... There's a darkness surrounded by me Just left with me in a spot dim light Myself have being stopped at the time N everything is just passing through my bare hands Shouting for help!! Shouting for comfort!! Every stranger look runs through me But never comes for a back hold Feels every single soul passing by me Try to run through them, trying to touch them And everything just flies like an magical vibe Thinking nobody cares... World is just a glass of dark water Later cried hard, for my stupidity Coz.... This world is not in the darkness I am the darkest soul stepping in Non can touch me or feel me I have already left my way behind Saying goodbye to the colours N have entered in unknown world Where there is nothing but darkness all around.....
Well, When I imagined, about the house i want, I feel like excited about it, Want to live with my family, Sometimes with Myself, Sometimes with my feelings, His doors allows me to enter in his heart, Like body, And the walls will be like, Protecting me from toxicity, And i feel calmly and love into him... He enclosed me into in his arms, And holding me like a feather It changes my mood like a Weather, It's lights blow my mind like a Bulb, And i got lot of ideas from it, And the best thing is it always, Take care of Me, Like a God's love hands... O dear home, A sweet home , You are my only true friend , Love you with my full of heart
When I first looked at you, You felt like a dream come true, Your constant tries, and gifts, To make me, yours, felt surreal. After a good 5 months, I told you, An, 'I love you too' and that's where, The magic started, at least I thought it did.
The first two months felt like paradise, Holding hands and kissing in the classroom, Studying together and staying back after school, Just staring into your honey pooled eyes, made me smile. Stealing glances, in history classes, Yawning together during math, Clueless during physics, Well, life couldn't get better than this. From sharing an icecream cone to Talking on our phones, late at night, With the fear of getting caught, Juiced up our adrenaline.
The fairytale ended pretty early, It did, when she entered school, The new admission, the prettiest girl, With a smile, so bright, could make the stars whine. You came early, every single day, 'I only love you baby, don't worry' is what you said, But I could feel the change, Maybe I should've trusted my intuitions, Maybe I could, still save a part of me.
You began making eye contact, and I, Began wishing for it to be me. A month later, you said we're better off as friends, And I trapped our 'forever love' Between the verses, scribbled all over the pages, Of the diary you gifted me. I began burning these pieces of paper, To keep myself warm, for my body, it's butterflies, Don't seem alive anymore.
My metaphors turned into ashes Stolen from the rainbow of my dreams, My self-confidence, a jigsaw puzzle, with Missing pieces plenty, but my heart, My heart, a cracked glass, tries to shine, Blinding my brain, from the echoes of our lost love, Maybe, I'll be okay, Someday, but just not today.