There's a bloom of Jasmine in my backyard. The kind that thrives at night. I bought her last month. Each morning, I water her. Each night, she blossoms.
She greets me with a delightful fragrance, and I tell her of our stories. I remember only the good things, I tell her, quoting Elio. And she beams.
I tell her of your voice, and how perfect my name sounds, spilling from your lips. I tell her of the way we laugh, stealing glances instead of breaths. I tell her how beautiful the sunlight seems, falling on your face, and how dazzling, feels the light that reflects your smile.
I tell her how your hair, to me was the softest thing in the world. I tell her how your touch, was purer than rain. I tell her how you disliked monsoons, because it disrupted your game. And I tell her how you stayed, in the rain with me anyway.
I tell her how your eyes, grazed my soul in a way no one else dared. I tell her of your grace, how you defined elegance. I tell her of your kindness, how deeply you understood the world, and I tell her how we swayed, to the melody of our favourite song.
I smile wildly at the memories, and she, shines back. I pray she doesn't sense, the sadness within.
She wraps me in her perfume, and sings me to sleep. I'm a desolate vessel, trying too hard to spread happiness lest, it ever come to me.
I've fallen in love with night and it's calmness I've fallen in love the stars and their ethereal demise And above all, I've fallen in love with the moon and it's scars Night is my salvation and I feel alive
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I am a mystery, yet to be solved Entangled parts of me Unknown, untouched, unseen Some embodied with the dark Some wandering in the glee
Soul pure as driven snow Tainted by the sinner in me Ceaseless crepuscule void enchanting But I'm allured by the dawn of new beginning
Played by destiny, betrayed by love All that left me in disbelief I don't blame love neither I praise it Rains don't make me sad Nights don't make me feel lonely
I don't see the beauty of the moon All I see the scars and a flawed mess like me Sun is dull, a soul burning in his own agony Stars are just stone dying relentlessly As i died for my beloved fulfilling her wishes
I was the darkness dancing with moonlight, Wildly and breathlessly, Lurking over the celestial wine, You drank my soul from my eyesight.
As we collapsed carelessly, Our destiny got colours by infinity. The special was black with magenta.
It was only for a moment that moon showered light over us as shadow. Solemn dark brown grabbed our hearts.
The red dressed as white became occupant, where we agonised with a touch of hands, a tear wiped away from a tormented eyes.
Inexplicable emotions started to mourn with privation of acceptance. The forlorn heart found the mind to travel infinity.
The edge of space where horizon didn't get habitant, we nestled over time to remount the fate.
The falling star was glaring from far, it was pleaded to fulfill the wish made above the sky. It promised us the destiny with creed in eyes.
Rustling away with each in other's mind, our universes spoke of finite love in infinite timeline.
Feared for pious closeness consented by tormented core of hearts, where sun couldn't hold horizon in its void.
Suspended in infinity, Even after soulful journey of forever, Still, Those moon dust is in your heart and stars in my eyes. You're my cosmos and I'm the ruler of your skies. Together dwelling over the rope of the constellation waiting for our last sunrise.
They said let your feelings flow, so I picked up a pen. And here I am, writing your name. Over, and over again.
Over these past years, I have grown so close to you, that even your name has become a feeling; So why not let you flow tonight?
Maybe my wounds will heal, maybe they won't. Maybe my mind will get used to hearing your name, maybe it won't. But who cares, I will let you flow tonight.
And tonight who knows, it might not be like the other nights. Yes, the moon will still be there, the stars will still shine. And yes, like every other night, tonight also, the breeze will blow my hair, when I look through the window and see nothing but despair.
But maybe today, you'll flow enough for me not to feel anything tomorrow. Or maybe you'll still remain, for me to remember you everyday, every night, every minute and every passing second.
Honey, you might not know but with every breath, you've become a little less mine and I, a little more yours. -- NAINA KASHYAP