Love and Lust Dwells in the frailest of waters,Separated by the thinnest of Lines.Lust from Love and Love from Lust,Same words, But the alter of a lifetime.Treacherous Desires Unleashed Upon her,Once a Pure Soul, Now a cunt in his lust.Submission of Innocence on a Love never got,The continual of love for a leminescate.…
THE VOICE OF SILENCE.Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will,Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later;The limits are set and broken by the words ,The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out in words.Just some guidelines to the thoughts,To go through the path I once traveled and more,~ Have a nice read~Highest rank achieved so far -#23 inPoetry on 12/03/2016#32 in Poetry on 27/02/2016…
Soon after the cruelly and devilishly beautiful rain, petrichor fills your nose if you aren't the one who ignores the murderous downpour in your private cabin. The smell of the rejuvenated sand is all what you feel when your feet explores nature's meadow. After the nostalgia from the rain, the pertichor reminds you to move on and invite new beginnings, just like the soil awaits new vegetation for the destroyed ones. Sometimes you have to close your eyes and feel your presence to understand that you are ready to welcome the new beginnings.…
About that shade of black that's darker, deeper and stronger. About a black so mean that it scared death away. About the blackness in my heart that seeks to all the bright. About a black so overpowering that it degrades all smiles. About That Black that can never get a tone lighter with all the white.…
............................................★ Highest ranking yet: #13 in Poetry★..........................................Aphthongs are those alphabets in a word that remain unpronounced. The silent alphabets.And perhaps in the modern world, those are the letters we should sought after. Because that's where the reality hides. Humans hide a lot of words, fearing being judged or getting vulnerable, either by physically silencing them or by pouring pints of sarcasm and humor to them. The listener may discard these words as they come out as a joke, but never is.When the first person decides to hide fearing the second person may mock, only a third person with insight can see the ebbing words.What are we heading to when we sugar coat to protect ourselves, when we forcefully silence some words within us and pretend that we are something else from we actually are?Here is what I've been hiding.→APTHONGS←My words unsaid.My words unheard.My words unravelled. ...................................................Cover made by @LovemeLovemenotAG…