IN the battles of fates, countless bonds have crumbled, leaving behind shattered hearts. love, once a beacon of hope, now dances in shards of shattered dreams. soul entwined, now torn apart, as destinies clash and tear love apart. promises whispered, vows made, now lost in the chaos, the memories fade. tears flow like rivers, hearts cries in pain, as love sweet melody turns to a mournful refrain. bonds have fallen apart, dreams have turned into dust. loves flame extinguished, leaving only shadows of trust. hearts once united, now lost in they abyss, forever mourning the love they will miss. oh wont someone lend on ear to these wounded hearts, and inquire about their yearnings of joys? oh who will pause to listen to the silent cries and untold tales of these poor souls? who will ask these broken hearts what is it they truly yearn for? what brings hem peace? these poor hearts, battered and bruised, carry the weight of unspoken desires. their silent places echo through the night, unheard...
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AND when that one for me will finally come, when he holds my hands, with their rough palms and broken lines and ask me what i did while waiting for him. i will not hide my past; how i fed on leftover affection, while working as a carpenter, building homes to people i will never be part of. i will not hide how i carried pounds of lies on my back, while hoping the structure i was building would host me at the end. i will not hide that i part-timed in falling floors down, while nailing roofs for the rooms of hearts i will never have a chance to touch the pillow at night. i will not hide the broken bones i got, the scars from the rough touch of time, and burnt from the risks i took. i will not hide my palms, their broken lines of hope; i will not hide myself. i will not leave it a secret that i loved some other people for him- because i know, he would love me the same; as he also did the same. ...
I am not lonely, just a sentimental one!!!!
i find myself okay to be left behind, to be the last person in the queue, to be someone who walks behind a crowd. many people have asked me why i am not keeping up with them, and i don't understand the idea for the past years until recently. i love walking through every corner of the street, i venture some unknown routes and sometimes i get lost but eventually find my way back and discover new perspectives. i love observing motions around, how the rain drops on the ground, how the sun sets and rises, how the moon reveal itself, how stars perfectly create constellations, how waves bush the shore,how wind brushes the trees,how birds hum, how every single, little, small thing create life around. i always enjoy watching how every single thing makes up the beauty without being afraid of leaving the crowd. i am not in a hurry, i am here but eventually get there. i am learning to be okay with the process. i take my time, i breathe often. i am learning how thi...
Was It my fault?!
I did not lose myself; I misplaced it. I have this habit of cutting myself like small paper sheets that I end up leaving to different people I run into—a friend, a lover, or to a mere stranger I just happen to cross eyes with. I know that some hands are not heedful of how they handle a piece of me yet I still offer them a portion of myself hoping that maybe brushing a teensy part of their skin could incinerate some of my dark, empty corners. I have grown particularly attached to those who grip me with such tenderness, securing me that my presence is not just a season of mistake. & when I fully succumb to their soft touches & soothing voices, I let them pause my world; twist, stain, & fold it like a coarse fabric—someone who burns their colds & satiates their thirst. I have nowhere else to go except to creep into their skins, make a cozy home out of the warmth of their bodies, delve my head against their shoulders, eager to be held by their palms, & just so ut...
In Another Life, I Want It To Be You…
I want to run my fingers through your palms & draw a heart as we press on each other’s elbows in a crowded train. I want to move furnitures with you; pay bills, do groceries, manage finances, work, earn, & invest on something permanent with you. I want to dance on midnight in an acapella with you. I want to lay next to our furry son with you. donate to charities with you. I want to watch every sunset & sunrise with you. Every rain, every storm, or even the sky is plain & gray & neutral, I want to see it with you. I want to build a hobbit house by the pond where we can sit in silence & watch wild grasses dance. I want to grow potatoes with you, give them names & talk to them as if they could understand. I want to have your mashed potato everyday like a maintenance medicine. I want to sit by the kitchen & watch you walk around the pantry like there’s nothing in the world but you & your knife. I want to hear you brag about the things you can do. I want ...
some hearts aren’t blessed to beat together~🥀
In the battle with fates, countless bonds have crumbled, leaving behind shattered hearts. Love, once a beacon of hope, now dances in shards of shattered dreams. Souls entwined, now torn apart, as destinies clash & tear love apart. Promises whispered, vows made, now lost in the chaos, the memories fade. Tears flow like rivers, hearts cry in pain, as love's sweet melody turns to a mournful refrain. Bonds have fallen apart, dreams have turned to dust. Love's flame extinguished, leaving only shadows of trust. Hearts once united, now lost in the abyss, forever mourning the love they will miss. Oh won't someone lend an ear to these wounded hearts, & inquire about their yearnings & joys? Oh, who will pause to listen to the silent cries & untold tales of these poor souls? Who will ask these broken hearts What is it they truly yearn for? What brings them peace? These poor hearts, battered & bruised, carry the weight of unspoken desires. Their silent pleas echo ...
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When you grow old you will realise that love resides the most in the tinniest details, in the pizza piece that is left because it tastes better, in that hug of safety translating so many feelings, in choosing silence over words because it may upset them, in accepting they won't be their best all the time, in knowing they are humans too so there will come some days where their weaknesses will manifest the most, in choosing their company over anything else, in feeling happy when you knew you succeeded to draw a smile or send a vibe of peace to their tired souls, in reminding them of their beauty when they feel ugly, in sharing your little details with them because things feels incomplete without their knowledge, in the choices you made knowing it's what they love even if it's not what you really want, with time you will know love isn't in the big words or huge actions, it's there in the sides of the true, spontaneous, little acts that make you feel loved & appre...