MIDNIGHT BLUE

Answer just echoing in question, dissolved in dilemma I'm the enemy, not used to love and emotions Victim or not make a decision  People tend to choose alternative But dear spring you provided elated winds Embraced by shade and the cheerful leaves Still said the partial poet Tickling the pages wrinkled from ages Beloved spring you're beauty is divine, companion to weak  Always blazed to sparkle mercy, kind is your heart but powerful is rhyme Can't thank you less yet can't be obliged  Forget me if you can, do accept my apology Biased as they say, But I love the autumn more As it always knew precisely where to plunge the dagger Not you madame  When you're branches will be empty, when you'll shiver with cold When you'll be naked and vulnerable Darling We'll meet in that abode Holding your root even in debris  Consoling you're pinnacle dissolved in melodies Polishing and preparing you're twigs for ...

Dear Moavi, I really need a purpose in life, although I have kept myself and my mind extremely baffled with words like infinite, paradox and possibilities yet simultaneously knowing it's just a mirage and you can't risk the whole of your orientation just on a single factor, as at the end of the day you have to figure out your orbit maintain your axis and just rotate till another revolution is crossed and you're back at the very beginning with the very question I ask myself today only to seek the depths of this powerful word purpose never realizing it's meaning. Nowadays, when I look around, I see people obviously it's not the first time I'm having these illusions but this time I peer deep in their eyes only to realize there's something changed, they're more vibrant decorated with an unknown radiance vital energetic, illuminated and bright radiation guarding them. And if there's an exact antonym of that, shamefully would be me dull as always. And...

It's ok little flower, just one more Be subtle and precise, be tender and kind Just like that dear, you're doing fine I'm used to pain, but it always hurts like the first time Drunk am I , counting my bones day and night Weak is what I have become Still, nothing's as dear to me, as you're my little flower Just a nail-less, Just a nail-less Pull it gently, until I kiss the ground falling into profound ecstasy World has been fire to me It has damaged, devastated and destroyed Blow my pain love, let's have a merry go round ride I'll be the horse, do hold me tight From solidarity to loneliness, from envy to happiness Don't let me be a poet without words and a prophet with only questions Have mercy on me sunshine, don't turn down your light Just a nail-less Little flower, just a nail-less Soaked in cold blood, slightly twist it beloved My flesh is wrinkled, it goes wherever it likes Sing me a lullaby and place my head on your lap I...

I wonder why rain you abandoned me The time I needed you most when there wasn't anyone to hold I grieved for you only to hear my echo hollow  You left my vocals when I was thirsty Kissed my eyelids only when I was happy Why Dear Rain you abandoned me I enjoyed the tiny drops, cherished your showers  Even when you were gone petrichor used to came looking for me The dance of pain and the lament choir of life I always enjoyed you're company And it hurts to see you passing by I died a little that moment and I died a lot beloved Ever since then I'm slowly trying coming back to life Yet a string is attached, I get dragged by wind and time I waited for you in humid morning, missed your company in cold silhouette nights Wonder why in the box of light you gifted me darkness I searched for possible and you made things impossible again I longed for you wounded from my independent flight Heavy is my wings and burden is rhyme I needed you to wa...