With " Daisy Summer ", this collection has finally came to an end. I had always wanted to end it on a peaceful note but i always f...
below the star stream across the skythe milky way looked beautiful tonightits just the sound of your sighs and ocean wavesand my hand in your hand covered in sand
there were firefly arounddancing and shinning in darknessas you look at me with a tender gazethen pointing your favorite constellation in the sky
You tore me apart and left me in ruinsThen proceeded to kiss me after seeing shiny tears in my eyesMy cheeks were turning red and warmThen with a smirk, you declared me as your favorite masterpieceSo ruin me, bleed me, hurt me, I was meant to be yoursDesert me and come back, you will always find me at my shores
Up in the clouds and in between the meadowsYour eyes painting a shimmering pictureOf my whims, muses, stars and constellationsThat won’t be brought downIf I keep staring into them
it's rare to fall in lovewhen your bones are crushed by november's coldit's rare to feel anything but sadness for oncewhen you are already foretold by the fateabout how things would endand how everyone would leave you by telephone
it's rare to see your fort remained safefrom all the shadows aiming their canonswhen everything is swallowed by fog and the enemy is not far awaythen a protector, a savior arrived carrying the gunand made this fleeting feeling into a love affairbut i'm learning to outgrow all emotionsgiving each shadow a separate mourning month
In the school's art roomwhen no one was aroundi sat, forlorn by my own griefas a way to escape my pain
november had already broken my bonesmy letters remained ignoredso i sat, and watched a friend paintmarking the beginning of something fleeting
in your eyes, there's a pleaas if they're in search of something warm and sweetthe look that you gave me sparked somethingsomething very dangerous that needs to be handled with care and freefree of insecurities for it to bloombloom in the best shade of blue
my plea is to hold you dearly and closenever letting go of your hand and let it freezein november's cold when it's snowing outside the windowi'll build something with snow and let you laugh at memy plea is to forever hold you closeand peace will never leave our door
About- This poem is about someone from my college who i fancy. The name of this muse is a mystery to me and that is what makes this even more vulnerable, pure and sacred to me.
in my periphery
you arrived
at my door
with your
guns and cannons
i wondered
why the uproar?
marched into
my house with full force
and aimed
your cannons at my door
to destroy my
peace and drag me to the sea
the celosia
in my garden still flourishing in the war
been through
your drought, my undying love
i hate you to
your face
but I love
you in my silence
my friends
called it a “a toxic affair meant to be crushed
either by
fate or by your lover’s hand”
About- This poem is about loving someone even if hurts you and i know some of you might think its toxic but sometimes that's how the love is, for me.
yesterday
august knocked at my door
today
he is once again here
and
asked me if I’m fine
with
every week, month, year passing
the
time continues to count days dear
since
you sail on your ship to seek peace
leaving
a part of you engraved in me behind
stole
my peace,
pushed
me into the storm
who
once was oxygen
is
now a poison pushing me to grave
never
ever before my eyes punctured at night
never
ever before i thought of goodbye
i
knew the risk i was taking
i
knew how it would end
yet
i chose to love you for your words
i still do, i
fear
About- This poem is part of "Folklore: The Folk Tales of Summer" collection of poems written based on the stories sang by Taylor Swift in her 8th studio album folklore. This poem is based on the song "august" and is a letter from Augustine to James that how he left her to reconcile with his ex Betty, who he cheated on with Augustine.