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Poems,

War.

Our bodies are like two countries.

Each fighting for its own independence.

With tools that bite and soothe simultaneously.

The only way you can win this war is by amalgamation.

Only then will you be able to conquer and dissolve my granite walls.

Don’t fight for me; fight with me.

Give me a helmet for this battle.

So I can remain unhurt even when I fall into you.

Burn my flags and mount yours on my highest mountain.

Then I will become a part of you.

Ride to the end of my world with all your might.

Set my fields on fire; break my back.

Hold me in obeisance to your will.

Parade my territories in all your splendor.

Then, release: me.image
By JasmineTheJewel.
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Poems,

Battle

The sugar coated words made of knives we utter
It hits the ears and there it melts, as soft as butter.
Darting straight to our hearts, they pierce us
And tear us apart leaving bare sores.
Forgive me for falling victim
To the show you staged, so depicting.
Now I’m left to bleed alone, still breathing
But you’re nowhere close to my reaching.
Yes, those were the same words you said
Believing, sending different signals to my head.
I put them down, yes I noted
And you’re angry now that I quoted.
Like a bee sting, it still hurts
But I will stay strong ‘cuz I must.
I never took that armour off
Although I was as hard as a powder puff.
It was an adventure, so I learnt
You left your mark, way too many dents.
Why do I care? This is strange
Bizarre. I thought I turned that page.
High off of love, almost suffocating
As weird as I get I still won’t start the hating.
I made a promise and I’ll keep it
Losing this game is no option. I was born to win it.
(14 April 2013)

Poems,

Poem

I want to live in that moment all over again.
For the first time in a long time I haven’t felt pain
I wish I was strong enough
To lift not one but both of us
Two different hearts set on fire.
This is love, there’s no denial
Even though I might not show it
It’s my heart, you kind of own it.
And yes you have to share it
‘cuz it was broken and I’ll tear it
But you’re mine and no one else’s
And I’ll hurt anyone that vexes
So someday, I’ll be strong enough
To lift not one but both of us
(12 April 2013)

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