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  • unloved_poetries 5d

    Speak of loneliness
    Stealing away happiness.
    And my heart would cry out
    Every ounce of sadness.

    Long ago, monsoon clouds gathered
    Slow and dark over my sky
    And it still rains heavy every night.
    My insides are still like the sea now
    Where waves of agony rise at times.
    It takes me over once in a while
    And drowns me deep.
    Where my feet don't reach the ground;
    And my soul can no more breathe.

    When once in a blue moon
    Little sunshine peeks through the clouds,
    My eyes turn blind to them
    And instead seek the dark clouds again.

    Perhaps,I love the grey sadness now
    More than the happy sunshine,
    Or maybe I fear change
    Even when its for a better one.
    But then maybe I realized
    That the clouds would return always
    After every sunshine vanishes.
    ©unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 2w

    Somedays even the coldest hearts
    Silently wish to be engulfed in the ocean of love.

  • unloved_poetries 2w

    One of these February nights,
    My love might again ignite.
    I might wish your happiness again,
    Upon the very first and every shooting star
    Even when I am nothing but a body of breathing scar.
    © unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 3w

    And even now I search for your arms to hold me in the nights when I feel lonely.
    © unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 3w

    If in the midst of your favorite song,
    Your heart doesn't remember me,
    Then I'm not the one for you.
    ©unlovedpoetries

  • unloved_poetries 6w

    With trembling fingers,
    And tearful eyes,
    She held his face
    One last time.
    He furrowed his brows
    And looked at her.
    Regretting a little
    For letting things go too far.

    Why can't we be together anymore
    She asked with a broken voice.
    Because life will give you better
    He answered in an obvious note.

    For him it was an excuse
    To leave her for life.
    And for her,it was a tragedy
    She couldn't deny.
    And they both knew it was all a lie.

    Promise me you'll tell me about it;
    When you'll find that lucky girl
    Who you'll have your life with.
    And he realized with a guilt
    That there was bitterness underneath.
    I will; he replied.
    Caressing her hair one last time.

    Its getting late,
    The sun has already set.
    He answered.
    She nodded with a restrained sob
    That was already splitting her into halves.
    She kissed his forehead
    Wishing success and happiness;
    Thanking with a tight little smile, he left.


    Its not that he loved her.
    But he felt bad that it was her.
    He didn't know such people existed
    Who could still love selfless.
    But it was never his thing
    To acknowledge such feelings.
    Forever in ignorance he remained covered,
    Never understanding her kind of love.

    ©unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 6w

    The first taste of love.

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    Love was in the air.
    He inhaled the drug.
    Heart hypnotized
    Brain paralyzed.
    Eyes revealed
    The passion sealed
    And lips quivered
    Unsure of words...
    Greenest fireflies lit behind,
    In the darkness of nine.
    And a lone lover watching him;
    Smiling knowingly, how it then feels..

    ©unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 6w

    There's effort behind every beautiful thing that seems perfect.

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    And only the stars know how long they have to keep burning to create the twinkling sky that we adore.
    ©unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 7w

    Just when she began
    To dance in the wind
    And her soul began
    To fill in the scenes
    To the eyes that held
    Unfulfilled dreams.
    The curtains fell down
    And she was long forgotten
    In a whole dark world.
    Someone once claimed
    To love her boundless
    And that was her hope
    To go on endless.
    But now that she was lost,
    None looked her way.
    It was all bleak...
    The paradise she imagined
    Because of him...
    Now;hasn't time uncurtained
    The reality of those dreams?
    Leaving a scar never to be healed.

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    ©unloved_poetries

  • unloved_poetries 7w

    Tell me when you find a heart
    Where you feel home again
    And I'll believe we were never meant
    To hold each other's hand.
    ©unloved_poetries