Poetry

That you se in me
Is you
You are, who?

4/7

At all costs and by any means
In the dark it gleams
Corroding, boiling, tearing at my seams
Eyes alight where mercy hides
Stripped of dignity in all its snides
It wears my voice and sharpens every word
Till reason sounds obscene, and hate is heard

Whether with whisper or with whip
Vicious vials of venom does the tongue slip
Crawling up the throat to seize my breath
Teaching every word to taste like death

Bellowing, clawing, ripping through its cage
Hunting catharsis of kind in fits of rage
Howls of blood demanding blood
Debts of young and old in lifeless thud

Oh what sweetness do you find in pain?
What crown is won when none remain?
You are the wound that will not close,
The fire that feeds on what it knows;
My heart the altar, rage the flame,
My ruin — your eternal name.

3/7

Oh Whispers plotting in my dark
You Perfect pulling at the heart
This will surely leave on it a little mark
When mares are set after the cart

Sweet seduction what will I say?
Lovely temptation don’t pull me away
Wicked distortions of love and care
Oh how many more will you ensnare?
Forethought’s good sense maligned
Basal passion in the heavens enshrined
Are these your false vows of bliss?
To be sealed away with empty kiss

Fiery floods ripping thy vestas asunder
Like lightning flashes without thunder
Fleeting joys of a mirage will have came
But nothing will ever remain the same

Why everynody looks weird here..

"To find the Beloved, you must become the Beloved" - Rumi.

The fire is still raging, burning without boundaries. May the rain come down soon.

Oh, my heart, take me back to that place,

Where we were strangers to the ways of love…

Where two hearts had just begun to connect,

And we were innocent, knowing so little of love… ❤️🥀
Azaan......-

Dear Beatrice,

You'll always be in my mind and in my veins.
And in the grave you've carved in this heart of mine.

Heart is no different from the grave,
Both hold people and their memories.

We have those who will love us regardless of how we treat them
And those who will hate us even if we feed them pure honey

Adenium obesum