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Why is it?

Why is it? That I always stop?
Standing at the brink, seconds, from fall.
Thoughts in my mind, memories and walls,
Stop in my mouth, seconds, from fall.
Desires that I crave, grand and grave,
Stop in my mind, dig their grave!
Am I brave? Or am I weak?
Why is it that I never weep?
Am I strong? For I don’t know!
Why can’t I follow the row?
All I love, all I hate,
Snatched from me as my fate.
Hiding myself, from the truth that is,
I have forgotten, what the truth really is!
Afraid of even my own self
I search through my eyes, my true self.
Lost in this wild, and hungry dearth,
I question, why the hell am I on this Earth?

Posted in Close to my Heart, Uncategorized


The gentle strokes of your fingers in my hair,
scintillate me, make me feel bare,
Bare to my soul, open & clear.
The burden of all the lies that I bear.
Relieved me of all the faces I wear
Forced me to reveal every tear I wear
Unleashing every emotion I held
Since eternity, slyly the grudges I felt
Your majestic touch helped me heal
All the burns I always locked in seals
All I ever felt, all I ever thought
All I made up in the battles I fought
Was, but a weaker part of me
Buried deep within the unfathomable sea
You unleashed it all, & forced me to plea
& I said it all, with every sense of glee
All U did was just more than help
Rejuvenating my senses with your gentle self