To Apsana, my true love
(2015)
This was written for my love. She wrote a poem comparing her as the moon and I the sun. So inspired by that I brought forth my answer to her lovely poem. I love you Apsana.
It was said life was a box of choc… Never to know what you will get Surprises around every corner Tasting the perfect one, congrats… But wait... that sweetness is flee…
Hello, It seems you also are confined wit… I’ve known them all my life just like this constant strife and… Invisible chains
love is unbelievably mean Time after time it will break you rewarding you scars that are left… Only if that would stop you but still you chase after somethin…
eight by eight is the box I live i… squares within squares holding what I know to be true win or lose within this box I shall reside
Numbers, constant and consistent sometimes they are Irrational, pushing us to our utter limits and creating new experiences for u… no matter what we do
I want to die. with every breath I take– I slowly slip away I want to die. with every step I take–
I love you through the laughter I love you when it echos through t… I love you when it rattles my bone… And makes my knees so weak That I fall
My mistakes have made me Intro to my life Kindly plays upon the words Always a mess with my approach Yet they all continue to flow
I once promised to be by your side… To never leave you alone within th… You were my guiding light for the… And I relied upon you for my own… With this breaking grief, I stand…
Look outside my dear, Do you see the rain dancing? Prancing around the petals of our… Oh how they can change that vibran… From a beautiful, elegant Red;
Have I ever written clearly? Have my words been too vague? You know those words as well.. Unless amnesia became well known But for you
The dark silhouette of my love rav… How the light blinds my conscious Allowing me only sight of the divi… Outlining everything that I crave With each curve that I would kiss
A Rose Bush Seasons change and death follows So vibrant that rose once was So elegant it was swaying in the w… Someone picking it was a must
Why do I write? I used to know but now its just an… Escape from the reality that I li… From the silencing pain that I go… Whether its being afraid of separa…
People say that I am easy to talk… That the barriers they built Are transparent with each word pas… Ghosts of my past Transgressions hidden beneath the…