In love and stardust, Spilling my ornate words. In darkness and sunlight, And those warbling of birds. In those numbness and silence, And the cries unheard. In ridicule and yearning, And those emotions absurd.
//And you ask me, where do you belong You float in my veins and blood//
You didn't just leave my heart broken, But were cruel enough to tread, Over the shards again and again. Oblivious to the fact That you were my muse, lexicon and metaphors. And now when your feet, Bathed and exfoliated with my blood. Walked down my necrotising heart, The footprints left behind, Were nothing but the love poems, Coloring my empty floor.
Tried something with rhymes after such a long time
I don't really care if your face is beautiful or bright, You've made me fall for your darkest sight. Like those freckles on your shoulders, Don't lemme blink-engaging eye holders. I was a wolf that feasted at celestials, You became the moon of fame, And I couldn't hold back , And ran towards you calling out your name.
I have seen flowers, Blooming into beauty Irrespective of their fear Of wilting or being crushed Or to be plucked to embellish the vase and eventually nod down in complete slumber Sow the seeds of hope, And let the flowers grow from your heart And bloom across your lungs Creating a garden that sings the most beautiful hymns.
I had never seen an ant, Sob at its fate for being minuscule. Rather their ceaseless efforts with uniformity Left me in awe. In a constant odyssey beyond my immediate visions Towards the fallen piece of food, Building their abode hidden from eyes of the world They are never giving Irrespective of knowing They are just an effortless crush Away from their death, Or just a feeble breath To blow away their queue. Nothing happens by serendipity, Dutifully marched, Indefatigable ants. Tumble or falter while chasing your dreams, But never give up on them.