Volar words

I have worked so hard on the following poem to get the perfect essence of feeling lost. I hope You guys will really like this one. Dull, unpleasant and foul is the picture I paint, the stars, the rainbows and the mountains, Are all there behind the blacks. Dices roll and the pain begins, A game of aches, sorrows and regrets, Gets easier each time. Meaning of endless stares, the untimely excuses and all the unsaid things, Are not meant to be understood. My un-bothered laughs, my calm words and my beautiful smile, Are a veil on, The fallen apart life, the crisis of an individuality and the wounds of a tormented soul. Have I achieved the peace that people long for, Or this illusion is too perfect? Have I lost the sanity once I had, Or this insanity is too beautiful? If you liked it. Please subscribe to the blog and share it with your friends.

I hope you guyz will really like the following poem. It wasn't too cold or too hot that windy night, just the stars above and below we both, With our cigarette, broken hearts and unsaid promises, As the night got darker and the silence was what we both could listen, we parted our ways with mere goodbyes and nothing, Again I wished and didn't see that damn thing in his eyes, Again his arms didn't reach out to embrace my shattered parts, Again i reached home with a blank canvas and a broken brush. The words of lost love from the radio pierced my hearts, sudden flow of tears was unwarned and peaceful. Months have flown like the lifeless paper airplanes, I haven't seen his pretty face and haven't really stared his deep eyes, and the canvas is now full of reds and whites and all the colours bright, I just sit here, revisiting the sweet memories of Unopened lips, Untouched hands, Unloved me. If you liked it plz share and subscribe to the blog.