the_ardent_rhapsodist

and those little words echo in my head until i write them down.

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  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 3w

    Why

    Why cant i forget that love?
    The love i gave up on when i was just a girl
    Why cant the woman i have become forget
    Its been half a decade, and the memories fade
    But the love is still the same, and the ghosts haunt me..
    Why is it so hard to forget a love that was never possible?
    ©the_ardent_rhapsodist

  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 11w

    Sometimes its the strangers who chose to smile at me
    Or that little boy from next door asking how i am
    That saves my life.
    They dont know the miracles they do
    But i hope it goes back to them.

  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 14w

    DEMANDS OF LOVE.
    Beyond my own demons, something evil
    Demanded more of me, in a beautiful disguise
    In an incarnation that made my heart flutter
    And made my endless thoughts clutter.

    First it demanded my attention, nothing more.
    Little did i know, that it was only beginning
    The tiny start of the heart breaking requests.
    A little gaze its way or a little smile, all it asked.

    The guts it had, when it asked for my feelings
    And the buts that was stuck in my throat.
    Mesmerized by the butterflies it gave me,
    Not realising that everything comes with a price.

    It took no long before it clawed its way into me
    The evil words and that dirty paws, so sinful.
    The butterflies turning to flames and burning me,
    Stipulating my tears of acceptance.

    The fake innocent acts to extinguish my anger,
    And the threats and lies, glazed in that smile.
    Asking for nothing less than a surrender
    A lifetime of slavery, fed with lies and pain.

    In the end, when I raised my head and fought,
    When I broke the chains, it smiled like a maniac.
    Taking my victimhood, it played the final card,
    The ultimatum, my walk into oblivion.
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    Demands of love

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  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 15w

    Laws

    Its an honor to share this world
    With those rebels and outlaws!

    Without those rule breakers
    Who will remind us of the law?

    If the rules arent meant to broken
    Why would they exist?
    ©the_ardent_rhapsodist

  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 16w

    My heart like those baby dolphins
    Dancing and doing those tricks
    Just for a little of your attention.
    Jumping and leaping when you smile
    And falling with a loud splash of agony
    When i see her hands around yours.

    I am a baby dolphin stuck here
    In the pool of my own love and disappointment,
    Waiting for a look in my way
    Or a smile across your face.
    But all I feel is, those manicured hands
    Strangling me like a snake.
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  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 16w

    MY SCHOOL

    One after the other pillars and walls of brick,
    Subtle yet gloomy, the air around, so thick.
    'Twelve years!' of friendships and happiness,
    Rush through me, as my fingers feel the roughness
    Of these never ending pillars and walls of brick
    And it hurts my heart, making me sick.

    The dark classrooms, and the darker boards,
    The chattery kids and the noisy roofing
    Thus monsoon my favourite season without a reason.
    As the bell ring, students all so excitedly hooting,
    Making their way through the muddy roads.

    It's been years, and memories fading
    New people and spaces that I am heeding.

  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 24w

    Nothing.. just weird thought.

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    Farewell note.

    I was writing my farewell note,
    The last words to the world.
    I inked it in my blood, with pain
    And it turned into poetry.
    It saved me from death
    And stitched up my wounds.
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  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 25w

    Dont tell me your rule
    Even call me a fool
    And i am not caring
    'Coz i am busy coloring
    My life in colours and hues
    That you have never seen...
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    Colors

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  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 25w

    The easiest way to immortality is cynical,
    First love and then break an artist.
    Their art will celebrate your existence,
    Your flaws will be gilded and mystified.
    Ages after you have drawn your last breath,
    They will still know you, through that artistry,
    Inked and painted from the heart you broke.
    ©the_ardent_rhapsodist
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    IMMORTALITY

    The easiest way to immortality is cynical,
    First love and then break an artist.
    Their art will celebrate your existence,
    Your flaws will be gilded and mystified.
    Ages after you have drawn your last breath,
    They will still know you, through that artistry,
    Inked and painted from the heart you broke.

  • the_ardent_rhapsodist 25w

    Dressed in black, like a mysterious stranger.
    But often in disguise, in every other colour.
    She approaches us, like a friendly pest,
    Undeniable, without leaving us a choice.
    She lends us her hands, like an unpeaceful treaty
    And as we hold it, optionless, we are no longer found.
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    In distress and pain, we seek her, like a maniac,
    And yet we won't find her face in any of those crowds.
    For she is busy, luring and embracing the weak,
    Those demented souls, that suffer in silence.
    She being the lovely beast, hides when we seek
    Yet brings her wrath upon us, when we hide from her.

    Like a harlot she is, she makes us crave for her,
    Our pleas and laments, melody to her heart.
    While she finds happiness, in the sight of our pain,
    In the days, we pray to be rescued from the brutalities,
    From the pain and the burdens of broken heart,
    She denies us the pleasure, and leaves us wanting.

    She stands like an angel, at the end of our sanity,
    Like the cure to our pain, like our saviour,
    But is she the saint or the devil, that sucks up life.
    Where does she take you, to the unknown void
    Or to the land of all the souls that she has embraced?
    It is a mystery, a painfully scary threat that awaits us all.
    ©the_ardent_rhapsodist
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    THE END

    An ode to death and the uncertainties it bring along..
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