Your hands on my back,

Slow tenderness to soothe me.

How did you learn all this?

I keep remembering- I keep remembering.

My heart has no pity on me.

If you must die, I’ll envy the earth

That wraps around your body.

You have known that I love you for so long.

Why do you torture me?

Tell me again about the part

Where grief is not my name.

Shameless and callous I love you.

Out of indifference I love you.

But the gods wanted you,

The gods wanted you back.

Speak of her over my grave

And watch how she brings me to life.

How much must be forgotten, out of love.

How much must be forgiven, even love.

On the edge of madness

Why are you full of rage?

Because you are full of grief.

Captured on film some years ago <3

I write poetries in all seasons

And prose for all reasons;

So, if my eyes cannot enunciate,

Are my words enough?

Moving on doesn’t scare me anymore

It is a habit I learnt from experiences gallore,

Things I let go, things I couldn’t undo;

So, if I were to fall, ten feet tall

Then if I were to drown, into an ocean deep,

Will it not save and then kill me too?

Grounded since young, wanted to break free

Broken strings of scruples and debris

Master of what I got to wear,

Not of my mind, words and actions; I fear

That I will only smile when I’ll blend with the earth

And intermingle with the one I never got to see,

The one who gave me birth.

You look down upon me, and loathe on having to call my name

But don’t you realize?

We both think we are different, which makes us the same.

#Stop child labour

As the star-filled vault, divide the two realms

And the lingering stone-cold silence divides us;

The land I called my home and you wished to, swathed in gore

“Was it worth it?” I ask

Your smile feeble; you say, “You are stupid”.

You didn’t wait too long for my response,

But only if I could have told you that I’d meet you soon

In a better place, where there are no laws, the sky is limitless and the stars touch the moon.

The love I supposed to be mine, was promised to another

Makes me wonder why, to him it doesn’t seem to bother.

Letting my guard down was easy

But now to return back, the distance between heaven and earth

Is like withdrawing a sovereign’s money and mirth.

I loved in excess, so I shall get hurt in excess.

You were a lie so beautiful that forgetting you would be impossible;

Isn’t it lamentable?

That you were never even mine

Yet you were ready to join the curve of infinity,

While I was falling out of line.

And often whilst we dance in circles

To never-ending music, the spirits play

Your face stern,

And in a brief second, one can learn

That you’re a man of veracity

Peering at the human language,

As if filled with crudity.

But the way you held my hand, slender

I felt something so tender

And on knowing so, your eyes spoke to me:

Darlin’, of my world you aren’t a part

Yet, you fascinate me but why, I cannot tell

So, let me hold your hand a second more before we kiss farewell.

The stars shine brighter when I look them in your eyes. They hold a universe Galileo couldn’t unearth. And when I saw my reflection in those orbs, the stars around my frail silhouette made me feel beautiful tonight.

Notice me,

Even if it is just for a while

Or perhaps smile at me when you see me walk by.

A wishful thinker I’ve always been;

But who is going to tell me, that I’m not the verses

You are reading, but the

Empty spaces in between?

I am like a flower plucked on a warm Summer evening and left to wilt on a pile of dust, only to be picked up by someone. He kept me between the pages of his favourite book. The ink with which he wrote the annotations, leaving a mark on my skin like a tattoo you always wanted when you were a teen. And somewhere within the hollow parts of me, I knew that I’d be staying a little longer until the pages turn yellow, the words disappear from the crust and my crumbles meet the dust…yet, again.

For a second I thought I lost it all, the other I realized that I didn’t have it all in the first place.

I lost nothing I owned, yet my everything.

#losing you

But when I have stayed strong for too long,

And people around, seem to me, ghosts with faces;

Oh, I rise from the ground and engulf the flames and tides,

I dance and sing and laugh and cry

In the craziest storm of mid-July

And you stare at me, stained with blood, ink and ash

Because there is a beauty in madness you cannot deny.

But I stay, needless to say,

For I am a people-pleaser;

Will lend them my limbs and bones to complete their museum

And suffer alone until breathing gets easier.

A penny is tossed into a pool of tears,

It plunges deep and from the bottom it stares

At the iridescent cover above;

But it is the deepest shade of blue that envelops it

And its silver glow fades bit by bit.

Voices are muffled but the sirens, chaunt clear

Nowhere to escape, demons under human masks draw near,

Clinging on to things you hold dear

But if you are free

Then a penny will be tossed into a pool of tears,

It will plunge deep and from the bottom will it stare,

At the iridescent cover above;

But it will be the deepest shade of yellow that will envelop it

And its silver glow will turn into gold bit by bit.

When the darkness filled the empty rooms of the castle and the inhabitants dreamed of where they wished to be; I lay awake, my senses alert with anticipation. On hearing muffled footsteps in my courtyard, I ran to my window and a gush of midnight breeze welcomed me, cooling my fevered brow. “Ready, are you?” you ask; my heart racing with each longing glance. There was a penumbra of meaning in your words that sowed a seed of epiphany in me: It wasn’t the engulfing sea waves or the comforting fire, neither the inquisitiveness of the lonely moon in a starless sky nor the incessant blow of wind on the hilltop covered with a carpet of moss, but it was you all along. And in that moment of loneliness, I felt an epiphany dawn upon me, an epiphany in the shape of you.

The orange flames danced to silent music;

It made them sway in the cold Winter wind

Engulfing everything that touched her body.

So, I fed the flames to watch her glow,

Till the warmth crept up my feet but slow;

She had her flimsy shoes on:

The colour of amethyst;

And the red sparks rose up in the air

Like the final words of a dying atheist.

I hate modern dating. I do not know how to do it and dating apps are so confusing to me. I meet someone but becasue I do not know them I never know if they are interested or not and if I am waisting my time or not. But they also make me feel funerable, because I want to be in a realtionship snd be with someone. I hate it.

rich girl aesthetic

POV: Dynasties

sarahaharaha:

Hello :)

Please take a minute to read this!

I’m on the verge of expulsion from school and don’t want the finances to disturb my education. I’m a 12th grade student currently studying in one of the private schools in Astana, Kazakhstan. I belong from a lower middle class family and due to my extraordinary results in school, my family is levied around 75% of the annual fee which is $7500 (for me it’s $2000). The value of dollar is really high in our country and 1 dollar is equals to around 420KZ Tenge. We are going through a really hard time financially at the moment, due to my dad losing his job 2 months ago. I would really like to ease my parent’s burden of the school fee. I’ve attached the image of the school fee below which is in KZT and for any other details please feel free to contact me.

Amount needed : 50,000 KZT= $120

Paypal

I’ve attached the paypal of my brother (whos aware of this) for all the help

Please donate or reblog if you can. It would really mean a lot to me.

pov: exam season

Sorry that I was not more active lately. I am in the beginning exam season and I am STRESSED. I will try and post more regularily, but I cannot promisse. ~ Pauline