I love you,
You whispered in my ears
Choked on my own betrayal
Your love drowned me
into the sea fo sorrow
Love was never served to me in a silver plate
So I learned to lick of the knife
Bleeding into silence was my love language
You built me a castle
but what I really wanted was the huts
You haunted me with purity
I look back the way we embroided out love
now I watch you lace it with your bare hands
scars from the needles
yet you won't go away
I wanted to let go but I wanted to hold on
I built a memorial for our love and kept calla lilies beneath
while you were spreading an Aisle
I can't be the one to say, I do
because,I don't see the light in us anymore
but my hands were too weak to take away your hope
So,I dressed up in white
and I stayed under the grey sky,
hoping the clouds will clear
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All that Shines isn't Gold
PoetryAll the shines isn't gold.Isn't that the sole truth of life...The things that shine...it tends to gravitate us towards it,but once the shine wears off..We are left with the lies,the consequences...and Time..is it a gift or a curse?One can only find...
