For every question in my heart, a solemn answer peeked through glass-paned windows inside my soul. Tonight my feelings are naked, laying on the grass and basking the moonlight, in the hopes to count my lucky stars. Shallow, but I'm complicated, happiness has been overrated, tiny pores on my skin water the dying light inside tunnels of secrets. Tonight my eyes dance with the last flame keeping me alive, to count my lucky stars. A touch of love, innocence, and craving was shattered and replaced by hatred, maturity, and repulsion, to the eyes that kiss and tell. Mourning the loss of the colors on my feathers, now a peacock with no colors I share my dreams with you. Tonight my skin is ablaze from the last drop of hope you give, just so I can count my lucky stars. Mildly a presence bringing this childish tantrum to rest, my heart drum gets louder with anticipation, a different kind of tension clouding my judgment, hazing this settlement. Doing as I please, now step in and give it a taste, I'm lonely from the haste of my decisions, Tonight I want you to stay by my side, telling me sweet lies, so lets count my lucky stars with our hearts interlocked.
ut_sh_you are so amazing! you penned your words amazingly and beautifully! you pour feelings on them !! and you maybe a good teacher also ! I invite you to my profile and suggest some good tips to write better
samyuktha_wordbay@ut_sh_ thank you very much! I'm glad you like the way I write. It'll be a pleasure to exchange our talents and even work on a collaborative piece if you'd like to.