Monday, October 10, 2011

Wet Pillow!!

She can count the restless days
And the nights of wet pillow,
With closed eyes, but awaken ,
She pretended to be so sleepy.
And in the middle of those dark nights,
She used to wake up puzzled and lost,
Breathlessly, She used to search her phone
Hoping for text or call from someone
When she regain her consciousness
She was alone with her wet pillow
Tomorrow She’ll became free
Like a white dove flying in the blue sky
everyone looked up to see her
And they saw how beautiful you were!
She did everything to get some “Love”
All she get more humiliation in return
What will She do with these feelings
That are trapped so deep inside
That fill her inner “Soul”
Possessed by the your ruthless words
What will She do with her honesty
With faith and all her believes
When all that’s left is an emptiness
And a soul that’s truly grieved.
I suppose that’s what “She” faces at night
“Holding a pillow wet with tears.”

Thursday, October 6, 2011

The Secret Wooden Box

Today I crammed away a part of my soul
As the tears once more time begin to unfold
Of yesterday's memories, stolen from
Surrounds me like a fascinating storm
Images of a life that could not be
Forced me once again, to set them free
With bits and pieces my soul
For nothing is left to hold on to
I try to stand tall and just get through
Starring at cluster of memories
We all went through
Or the places where we use to escape
The slighted mention of same
Sends chills through me still the same
Precious treasures of our time together
Now hidden away and stored forever
I remember how you we whispered in the class
Memories of sorrow, laughter and love
Conscience of whispers gone in the night
Histories ill will fate sometime
Rating the days of splendor as things not to forget
Rating days of monotony as times i soon will
As i ask the questions of life's mysteries down on my aching knees
Life goes on as tomorrow creeps it's way into
I know that in due time deity will make for me a way
Regret, confusion,
misery has no place inside of my space
I choose to live for the now and to keep a smile everlasting on my face.
Once again I had to pack away
In a secret wooden box, my spirit today

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Don’t know how to claim

The closer you get to trust them the louder that voice gets it screams in your Soul.

When it does, all you fears of getting hurt again just floods in your head. “None stop”

It’s been 3 years my life is still stuck where you left me….

I clearly remember our last words to each other.

We use to be so called “BFF”. How can it be so easy for you to forget “US”.

You lied, you cheated, you broke my heart and he warned me from the start.

Guess it's my own fault for being so dumb

"I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me Because of you I am afraid”

But today I decided to move on…. I will promise myself I won't care.

I’ll stop distracting myself from your stare.

“Because of you I never stray too far from the side walk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt Because of you”

I just want to claim all those tears I shed for you… time I fought with my loved ones.

I don’t know how to claim my tears.