Corroded !

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The darkness is me,
drives me closer to the
brightness I find in you
Feeling perhaps one day
I will make it to the place
where I feel everything is okay
Your smile tugs and soothes
my corroded heart

The sweetness of your being
completes me, despite my deficiencies
It just seems like yesterday
I slept slowly, in your embrace
where all the tiredness vanished.
Those lines on your collar
just taste perfect, and I’m just fine
cause I don’t want to overstep those lines

So tell me,
tell me what to say
before we fall in this pitfall of emotional grasps
from where there gets no escape.
So tell me,
tell me you have the right tools
to sync the time and destiny together
to make our fates meet like they never could before.
because the last thing that I want to feel is this way
that one of us will change, cause we both know we won’t.

I can’t help but to get these butterflies when I see you,
the butterflies feel like they are eating me from inside
And so what, if it isn’t real.
I’m like a frighten child, standing before a storm
I long for a hand, and hope that it would be yours
I’ve been dreaming of the day,
and the fear of its existence kills me,

The day when one of us realize
we are nothing more than two people from the past
where perhaps I’m not meant to last
and perhaps you are
And that’s why we are so far apart.

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

Misunderstood melody !

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finally
I’m close, close to where I’m supposed to be
close, to the place I call mine,
close, to the person who is my home.
finally, oh finally, I’m home.
after this endless era of longing.

finally
I’m protected, cherished and loved
yet insecure, chaotic and misunderstood.
trapped between the lyrics of a lost melody
the meaning of which is vivid,
the words however seems to have faded.

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

And the heart speaks !

 

 

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*This is a conversation the heart is trying to have with the mind.*

I have known you
ever since this story began
I thought you knew me too
but then you don’t.
To you,
I’m invisible.

I watch over you,
every single moment
trying to be sure
that you’re okay,
but then
you don’t see me.

I know you aren’t okay
so I call out on you
to give you some words
of comfort and care,
but no,
you just don’t hear me.

Whenever you’re down
succumbing lonely to the pain
I try to do everything
to take that frown away
but really,
you just don’t feel me.

I have looked for you
to hold me so many times now
that I have stopped the count
just wanting you to be happy
when tears are the only things
keeping me company.

Yet, somehow, you’re not aware
of me, the pain I carry,
the discomfort and agony I feel
I just don’t get it
how can’t you see
that behind this pain
is layers of suffering and hurt.

But again you don’t get it
cause, after all
to you, I’m nothing but
just a weak heart.

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

Winter teardrop !

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A spark in her eye
shining like glitter
a winter teardrop heavy
with the weight
as vast as an ocean.

The winter teardrop
does not fall yet
waits in the time’s grasp
but it could hold
only tangible

it falls
inevitably, slowly
to the ground
with every inch
the fierce fire
of the winter teardrop
in her eyes grows
goes to the ground
without making any sound
meeting the cold earth
lost into the dust and dirt

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

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Being fine !

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She said she was fine
the sentence that had become
a default setting in her brain
letting her oblivious to reality

but no one is really fine
in the dark
speaking to the voices
in their head
fighting the demons
haunting them
all on their own
and crying to themselves
all through the night,
getting ready to face the light,

no one is fine in the light
with only themselves in sight.

-THEMOONLIGHTRVERIE

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A visit !

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it visited me again tonight
slowly creeping in
making way 
to amplify
the darkest hole in my heart
enlarging that never filling void.
the loneliness it is
entering uninvited
in those hours
when the night sleeps
and the sound of crickets
is the only comfort
it grows, with days passing
and nights coming
and with every passing night
i’m a day further away
from everything, from everyone
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

Broken !

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Falling hard on the ground,

shattered is the word,

used to describe,

what heart feels,

breaking into pieces,

leaving the edges jagged,

enough to bleed out,

and sometimes you feel

its better to leave those pieces

fallen, just as they are

rather picking them up

trying to put them together

where they belong,

cause even if the shape

forms perfect

the heart still be broken !

 

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

 

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Alter ego !

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Laying down on the ground,

in the darkest hour of night.

while the winds too are asleep,

I mourn the loss,

loss of a dream.

 

I gaze at the sky above me,

jewelled with twinkling stars,

bringing life to the lifeless.

And the moon,

never in solitary,

even on the days, when,

it chooses to remain concealed,

they wait for it patiently,

to re-appear,

Just so they remain,

the perfect companions.

of all times.

 

Its surreal,

soothing my wounded heart,

for it secretly finds the company,

of the shining light of the night sky,

shedding radiance on its darkness,

guarding it with a beautiful,

white light of hope.

 

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

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Unanswered !

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Hazy it became,

the line between,

not trying enough and giving up,

One was a choice,

other was a helpless obligation,

often confused with other.

The only question needed to be asked,

was ’till what hour’,

though never asked,

so remained unanswered,

till such a time,

where all the questions,

right or wrong;

all the answers

correct or incorrect;

weren’t good enough,

cause now,

they just lost their relevance.

 

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

 

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