Coffins of Dead Loves

When I was little I craved for a feeling that could not be described

Like a colour that cant be explained;

A man that cant be sought out

A moral not easily attained.

I thought Life was easy, and I know it is;

But I believed in humanity and wrongfully yet, I believed in humans,

I saved the left over emotions, after a lost love’s departure, in a box in my heart..

Over the years, there was no room for another love to be placed

Love didn’t live here, numerous coffins of dead loves were there,

The former lovers didn’t return to take these memories back

Or these remainder of feelings that were banished to be practiced.

Now I know they didn’t need them just as much as I didn’t.

I decided to drown these boxes, they were only demons in my heart,

They were eating me from within and putting an end to any new start,

They gave me violet bruise of a fever or two, or scarlet of cynical fury,

They made my brown eyes blue and my emotions gray- empty,

Now I remember to forget about these boxes everyday,

and my demons have one less toy to play with and Its not me in their chains,

I am at calm with myself, not enamored of the worldly ways of right and wrong.

Not putting up with a moral-less man or his lecherous thoughts,

Just because I have been brought up in a world

where a woman should have a man’s arm,

That arm is not for me, That arm is too impure for my soul

I know better than the world; for it will only leave stains of dirt on my heart,

Now I am feeling white followed by soft sunrise yellow

Turquoise and magenta of Rainbows.

Delightedly Blind

Course I lost myself in those eyes, 

course I struggled with my cynicism and lost my mind,

Wrote you so many songs, although they called me blind,

So maybe I wasn't really blind?

I never would have given in to anybody less than a hero,

But you were never less than one,

I don’t know, so now, what is this feeling that I’m feeling,

Like maybe we are just done.

One second you are the one for me, one second forever-s are a fucking joke,

But every day, since June, came in with your name 

and every night bid farewell thinking of you.

Maybe cynicism bit me in the skull, maybe I lost the ability to love
Maybe my powers gave up to those overwhelming emotions?

Feels like a pessimist’s faith in the silver lining would have lasted longer

Longer than my trust in you, look what fool I made of us..

You are the one that detrimentally drives me crazy, unaware

and promotes me to fall sleep, as you play with my hair,

But I would be even crazier… I would be worse than out of my fucking mind

If I let you go.. if I let you go with some girl you find.

Cuz then who knows how she would treat you?

I can't let you go through that 

Forgot to tell you, Today I got a phone call.. God was on the line

He said to let you know that He told me, You are mine,

You are the one with little or no compassion to my sufferings,

But you are the one that enlightens me 
when you make me delightedly blind.

Ordinary Love

The cold wind doesn’t freeze me anymore 

when you are walking next to me,

I am not scared of your frozen heart cuz it’s not locked, 

sometimes you hand me the key,

So much symmetry lost already, so much time blinked away,

But we were never meant for Ordinary love baby,

Our kind of love doesn’t foment - to just exist.

I have expressed my luck to have met you, 20 times or more,

And sat alone to realize it by myself, tenfold.

Now I see you in the Moon, meet you in the saccharine love songs,

Your turbulent patterns in our nest leave ruffled hair and embraced bones,

the drizzle of our fire leave beautiful scars on my soul.

The talk we have, I, unwearyingly, repeat it to people,

And crack your stupid dry jokes and imagine your stupid giggle,

And now my frequent dreams bring you around with your composed countenance;

and now the sleeplessness is You,

Like when your strong untangled morals get too overwhelming for my own good,

And make me sketch, in words, the outlines of You.