What do you think angels think about?
You never get to see how beautiful the skies can be at night, since you're never with me The way these stars twinkle is divine. Darkness is beauty. If you were here, I'd ask something impossible... Something like. Let's be free tonight, Let's unshackle the rusted bars that guard our heart. Let's love like we … Continue reading NUMB!
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Shoot session with Jane-Doe
'Don't listen to those powerful voices in your head'. The ones that make your eyes water when they speak, Their embrace plunges you into an utopia of nothingness, Yes those voices. They remind you of why you are not holding the sceptre, Why you are not dominant over the other kings. The hairs on your … Continue reading Voices
My shoulder pads away my tears, My hand writes away my sorrows. A king is not to be seen with a leaky face. But I am no royalty. What type of king forsakes his queen? What type of love waits for the right time? Do I want you back? I'm afraid, no! Do I need … Continue reading Royalty?
I've tried to swim, but my feelings for you never drowned Walked through fire, but it never got charred I've closed my eyes and wished you away but when I open them, they still stared 'Why are you still here?' My hands were free, but it weren't clung to them My heart raced to find … Continue reading Last Letter To My Lover
I have forgotten who I am I have lost my face I walk with shoulders slumped For my race These legs are weary Do not offer me suicide For I know better But what I do not know is who hope is I lay unaware of where the tunnel lie I loathe what I could … Continue reading C O A S T I N G
I'm Eighteen years old! Asides from it being the number at the top right corner of rated movies. What does it mean? Asides from it being the special pass card at clubs, what does it mean to you? Asides from it being the leverage society bases your prospective actions on. What does it mean... To … Continue reading 18
Hi, How are you? These are words whose utility strangers exploit But I want your lips to spare me the state of your well-being I want my eyes to allay your fears when our gaze meet. I want to feel your hips genuinely against mine As the rider against his stallion I want you to … Continue reading Bucket List