MIDNIGHT BLUE

Weakening someone's soul weakening their motivation It's easy to weak the determination Isolation comes in various shapes and size Humiliation has no boundaries.. Just like a nursery rhyme Humans are a social animal, we talk we express We navigate and together we try, bound by common purposes.. Who cares if you life or die World keeps moving Remember your history only in the rotten pages dear you reside Don't resist don't hesitate.. I know you're feeling uncomfortable The chain reaction in subconscious has been initiated Doubt has already taken it's place We both know, we'll both pretend, we'll both smile And another morning will come chasing by Wear your mask keep your feet ahead Isn't this job necessary.. A career you have to build, certain burdens I heard you carry Oh! you have to travel I see.. Making new friends doesn't comes easy As in the end it'll be all same.. It always is Go go don't think much.. Psuedo poker fac...

Under the shelter of raining roof there's something in you and there's something in me Accumulation of thoughts and memories Bond you shared the belonging bridge just followed one eve You smiled and I whispered.. Slithering like snake The rattle of love struck and the flowers of October bloomed in January As the sound will echo.. I'll approach closer to you With my tiny feet of small secrets i'll be soon dwelled into truth You'll talk about my appearance concentrating on all I could never become As the light diminishes as the magic disappears The smile would escalate into laughing bubbles of oblivion Confusion to the enemy... Fragments of redundancy Our coexistence depends on trust I'll write the hymn but promise you'll recite.. Making you regret a lot,  it'sthe only rule i'll always abide by Never forget change is the ultimate constant.. Promises are meant to be broken Feelings nothing but a chemical unbalance of biased harmones I w...

It's not too old that I used to be a writer but it's been old since I have last written Since something worth admiring has emerged from my pen Or maybe it never did I used to feel empowered to express I used to convey feelings Disguised as abstract A drama of its own a world so dark and cruel simultaneously so true that it always pretended to be unreal Dwelled in the tyranny of prejudice.. Sometimes its better to be lucky then to be good Begging on the streets of heaven, the lucifer unknown from it's wealth The heart of tranquility did broke annihilated as you I was once a traveler a catcher of dreams in vague randomness diluted in inertia i glance the mirror.. A door of woven emptiness It's a feeling hard to describe dressed in the finest linen yet nobody to compliment hollow threads Pride simply washed away in no time It's a feeling of disgust anger and all the right reasons to rebel and fight It's an imagination a nebula, so jovial in an unexplore...

I'm  a writer and I'm a poet and as in the tenure of struggle I carefully lift my pen again Carefully not to get ashamed in my own eyes As beauty lies in the eyes of beholder and silence that's the rule I abide by My words don't rhyme anymore no message to convey as no transcript to be written and read again and again My works won't be immortal as my body has turned has turned weak and void Impringment of irony has refused to clot... My poetry now just gushes in wild Old wounds have surfaced again like the lethal submarine hidden in covert Like that little submarine which just wants to be visible I the broken reader on a single command ready to be slain Back to my genre of abstract... Please forgive me my dream Even in fiction... I failed to create Guess it's time for departure.. Slowly my ink tends to fade away A coupe of seclusions engulfing all I had and all i'll ever have No struggle no concussion just bending and praying... Dear hope, dis...