Tears and burns

It makes no sense, but i still cry for you every night…
Darkness seems soothing, far better than the light.
Your absence tearing my world apart,
No way i can move on leaving behind your memories, no reason to restart.

Life is a blank photo frame without you,
Dark and hallow, coloured with black gray and blue.
Every moment spent together pricking my brain,
Burning me alive and no one except me shall understand the pain….

You are breaking me every second and minute,
Haunting me are the the plans we made, the idea of our love so infinite.
Dream turning into nightmares,
Smiles drowning… Messed up is my existence without your care.

You believe life goes on,
But i am becoming more a monster disappearing the dawns…
Choosing death upon life,
Roses left behind, my trembling hands searching for a knife.

Left alone to myself i am dying for your arms around me,
Waiting hopelessly for your return, still waiting for the gone days… fallen to my knees.
Cries out my heart… hoping for you to listen,
Prays my soul desperately to the lord every night, praying for you to return.



29 thoughts on “Tears and burns

      1. The best point… Hmm i recently liked two of ua posts. Beside and the other was probably the soul personified.
        And i could see your post. I am not a random liker and i dont like commenting often or doing those chain posts just for the sake of keeping a good face to the bloggers.

        The best part… Good that u had the courage to be straightforward and came up with a post like that.
        Writings are to be appreciated. And the only possible way to do that is to read them.
        That’s all i got to say.

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  1. It takes a brave heart and focused mind to make the ends meet. It can be done by accepting things about which you cannot do anything, executing things which you can do something about and being persistent until it is all done.

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  2. And on and on she went,
    Until there was nothing more to vent.

    She kissed away the ashes of her despair,
    Left the pain behind to live with joy and flair.
    Heartfelt post. Happy blogging. πŸ™‚

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      1. Aww!
        That was a painful blow she knocked,
        Leaving that person bleeding and concussed.
        Maybe the issue wasn’t the harshness of night,
        But the wonder and beauty of a sun-kissed daylight.

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      2. She was tired of light and it’s games and tricks,
        Darkness seemed a better option to her as Night kissed her rotten lips.
        Night didn’t allow false hopes to her…
        Just some time alone to think…
        Night moulded her to survive alone,
        Fearless and heartless-
        Into a monster she had grown.
        She loved the new state of her,
        Keeping light and people blurred.
        She sat on the couch with a glass of champagne to her lips,
        She survived the dispairities she was born with, her heart trodden beneath.

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      3. Okay, now this is way above my meagre poetic abilities. Ha ha ha.
        One suggestion though, post this particular comment as a separate post. Its lovely, in the same vein as “Tears and Burns.”
        All the best going forward. Keep blogging.

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