Note to self

What you have become is not learnt from any books. It is that sacred,distinct lesson learnt from all the scars,heartache and bitter sweet memories of your life.

Cherish it

We tried to love but didn’t succeed

All the times we tried to love each other and didn’t succeed.

Cluster of thoughts.
Disconnected feelings
Mind in constant struggle
The heart keeps on forgiving.
Afraid to say what needs to be said.
Dressed the truth with ignorance
Hoping that silence will give me solace
I just cant hold my tongue for too long
My lips quiver with hidden secrets
Concealed with a sad song of my rebellious nature.
Today I woke with an appetite to taunt your ego.
changed all the locks to prevent you from doing further damage.
I cant stand your toxic greed and intrusion anymore.
Im done living behind the veil of your masquerading hypocrisy love.
The beast inside me has been unleashed.
Go ahead…you have paid all your dues
I shall carry you in my spirit.
Cherish all the memories.
Kill you with silence
Bury you with only my words
I have packed all your suitcases with love.
When you walk out that door
Always remember we tried to love but didnt succeed.

P.S. I love you
Goodbye.

Yours truly
The Whisperer

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Farewell my wild one

Somewhere between the past and the present.
Rests memories of broken promises, deceit and disappointments.
Deep darkest secrets and events that occured behind closed doors.
Laughter which echoes with melancholy rumbles.
Watchful eyes looking for hidden agendas.
Waiting for the prophecy  of back stabbing to unfold.
Most definitely we are animals.
We are confronted with insecurities of our making.
The discomfort to witness the stimuli keeps the beast on the leash.
Truth be told.
The mutual interest built with nothing but hostility.
Suffocating the rationality of breaking all the ties.
Crashing down the intended deal.
Leaving behind a sweet taste of vengeance.
Karma arrived early.
I should probably thank you for being the wild one.
However you were nothing but a dream.

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I am wide awake….your time has ended.
You only exist through the darkness
Thus you cannot be recognised explicitly
You will remain obscure like a graffiti painting on the wall.

P.S. Thank you.

Why dont you get it

I am a wild animal,
I dont conform to pure humanistic sanity.
Im manifested with a great killer instinct.
I will lured you to my space.
Curse your existence behind my smiling face.
Wait patiently for you to give in.
Allow the forces of attraction to take over.
Then feed my inner monster with your flesh.
I find great pleasure from your misconception about me.
I am a broken soul, I dont want you to amend my broken pieces.
Let them scatter around
The disconnections of my persona makes the game more exciting.
If you gave yourself time to reveal the underlying truth  beneath the surface
You wouldn’t fell too deep into the trap of my deceptions.
Never assume that you understand what you see.
My true reflection doesn’t require only your eye sight.
All you human senses needs to work simultaneously.
You need to dig a little deeper,don’t become a passenger in my cruise.
Become part of the experience, explore other horizons.
Do not just accept the menu catered to you.
Ask the chef to prepare your favourite cuisine.
I am a corrupted soul, I dont understand the formalities of being normally accepted.
I speak a dead language understood by a minority.
I am an invisible shadow, a mask which performs only at night.
I dont need any audience, the loneliness whispers the song of staying alert.
You were too quick to assume that you understood my multi-layered personality
My ambivalent nature, there’s no psychological intervention which can diagnose me.
I am shameless to admit that I am a poisonous wicked soul.
My unsettling words silently put a bullet through your brain.
A hyperdemic needle which subliminally get through your veins
Injecting a non deadly venom which keeps you sedated.
Making you to dance on my tune.
Unaware because you are too absorb in your ego.
Its a pity that keeps begging for more.
And I keep captivating you with a toxic affair.

#poetically_inspired_by_you
#insanity

Chains of infatuation

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This gift of words
Carries the burden of uncertainty.
Blind-folds our eye sight with the veil of deep darkest longings
Forever haunting us until we are fully captivated,
By the sound of a beating drum from a distance,
Reawakening the dead feelings we have surpressed within our unconscious.
Beating violently,
Beckoning us to enter into the bed of roses.
The beating drum, encoding a message understood by our bodies.
Stirring memories of lost potential lover.
Pulling us closer and closer until the numbness surface.
Hearts reaching out
Charging with euphoric chemicals that burns with longing feelings.
Tormented by an unbearable hunger of lust.
Our emotions are imprisoned.
The discomfort of ignoring the nature’s call put us in pain.
Let us depart before its too late.
Lets do this walk of shame.
The rumbling thunder inside our bodies will subside with time.
Lets be wise…..and take our different paths.
Lets free ourselves from these chains of infatuation
The greed is undeserving of our precious time.
It is selfish
It is an exploiter
It will only lead us to infidelity.

My secret admirer

It’s easier when you remain unknown,
A ghost only visible to me.
You are a secret I intent to keep forever.
Though sometimes your presence is felt in public spaces.
Faceless but I can recognize you from miles away.
You left an imprint in my mind.
Reminding me about your double life.
At night you’re just a glittering star,
During the day you are the sun radiating your multifaceted nature.
You are just a scent that lingers with the wind.
Caught all my attention
My sensation…awakening the dead, forgetful memory I chose to repress.
You are just another skeleton in my closet.
Waiting to be freed from the cage I have put you in.
Get exposed while you are in hiding.
I shall hide you in my canvas
An abstract piece of art.
Priceless…your identity will remain obscure.
I just love your ambivalent nature
Sometimes cold, sometimes hot
You are my secret creation.
Just remain that way.
A code known by only me,
Your beauty I preserve can’t be shared.
You are a high profiled secret
My secret admirer.