“Weary gut “

You won’t know the dark sadness of my lonely heart,
I would say, you won’t want to know how it feels to have such dreadful thoughts.
Searching for the rush people dive from the mountain cliff,
I get rush from the stress of my burning heart.
The loneliness of my gut is something I can never explain,
I miss you more because you make me more sane.
I have you in my heart and it smiles like the morning sky,
But my heart is afraid because it has never been this joyful before;
It always wait in terror to be all taken away…

“Oceans Apart “

I leave places so soon,
I miss all my homes all the time.
I wish I didn’t need to run so fast,
I have forgotten the feeling of stability.
I miss all my people all the time,
I crave for them all the time.
I wish it was different than this,
I wish they were with me most of the times.
I am tired of the loneliness,
I am tired to be by myself all the time.
I don’t want anyone to feel this way,
I don’t ever want anyone to be this way.
I still have some voice in my heart,
It’s my soul saying, this is meant for something greater ,
It says this is meant to make you somewhere better .
Don’t be disheartened by the goodbye hands,
Don’t be discouraged by the going apart.
What is meant ,will be for sure even if you are world’s apart,
What is not will be in vain even if you are an inch far;
Just think if distance determined bonds, then your people would not be oceans apart…

Chimera…

Are you hiding something or are you fooling yourself,
what I am curious about is what is the adversity that makes you lie to yourself?
Is it the fear of being an outcast or the desire of being One?
All the films of different shades make you feel prettier and validated,
But does these shades make you loathe yourself lesser?
We see pictures of “people going places”, but we dont see their self harming tendencies behind the camera.
It seems better to be a pariah than being the one with an imaginary silver spoon…

“Terrible Rewards”

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The heart pounding rapidly,

A rock in my gut,

Something is chocking me Firmly,

From inside-out;

The legs are way too restless even if they are weak.

To give them what they want,

I can’t give them what they need.

You may say it’s psychological,

I won’t disagree;

Because everything psychological is also biology.

Go ahead and keep talking in your hush little voice,

Because No words will sane either you or me;

You are incurable for your ignorance,

And I am incurable for my reckoning.

 


 

Love is fiery Passion Or Is it??

You might enjoy reading Love is fiery Passion Or Is It ?? by Sylie on Juggernaut Books
https://www.juggernaut.in/books/4027e22d4ee241c2

Outshine…

The Darkness exaggerate in light and vice versa. Then why do you want to be like everyone else when you can outshine by your distinctiveness…

 

“Jeopardy”

A Disaster Is Coming Our Way,
I Don’t Know When, Where And Why ;
But I Can Feel It Approaching,
It’s Here Maybe Looking Over Us,
It’s Destruction Will Drive
Humanity To Extinction,
It Has Started Its Work,
Can’t You Feel It, Can’t You See It Around You??
Humanity Is Dying,
Emotions Are Said To Be Naive,
Sensitivity Couldn’t Breathe In This Harsh Time,
Every Purity And Softness In Us Is Getting Hardened.
Humanity Is Dying, It Is At Brink Of Extinction ;
Save It Too With The Tigers,
Save It, Please Save It…
I Want To Save It, I Want You To Help Me To Save It.
Does It Matter If A Disaster Come And
If There Are Only Shells Left
And Humanity Is Extinct By Us Humans ??
Would It Matter If The Shell Does not Survive Because
There Would Be No Substance In The Shell That Makes Us Human,
which Is Our Humanity…

Hours of darkness : Part 2

Night Speaks To Me,
The Words That Echoes In My Heart,
It Is Like A Scared Little Girl,
Who Is Afraid Of The Dark.
Night Opens Up The Door Of The Past,
It Is A Haunting Song
That Is Stuck In The Heart.
Night Talks To Me About
Our Fears And Secrets,
It Questions Me If
They Would Come True…
I Am Pretty Sure
It Is Not Intentional,
Night Is Just Like A Little Girl,
Afraid Of The Unknown.
I Comfort Myself And The Night
As We Both Are Anxious,
That I Am With You Forever
And You Won’t Leave My Side.
What Is The Fear And
Why To Be Afraid,
When We Always Find
A Way Back To Each Other
No Matter No One Stays,
We Come Back For This Time,
We Come Back To Despair,
We Come Back To Solitude,
We Come Back To Dark Thoughts
That No one Dares To Express…
-Sylie

“An Eternal love “

The Time I Was A Shy Girl,
People Were Shaken To See
My Eyes That Sparkled On ‘Stage’,
I Didn’t Have A Comforter
When I Was Preyed Upon
By A Soul Wrencher,
But ‘It’ Saved My Dying Soul,
It Still Does.
The Time I Found An Eternal First Love,
I Was New Again,
I Was Pure At Once.
I Didn’t Understand ‘It’s’ Significance
But I Could Definitely Feel ‘It’s’ Warmth.
Everyone Says I Am A Listener
But On Stage I Am Loud And Clear
Without A Single Spoken Word.
How ‘It’ Empowers Me Is Just A Magical State
But How I Completely Am ‘Me’ Is A Liberating Tale.
Dance Never Has And Never Will
Leave My Heart,
‘It’ Forever And Ever Has Been A Loyal Companion.
What Dance Is For Me??
It’s A Raw Expression Which Never Needs A Pointing Toe And A Somersault ;
But It Only Needs A Wild Heart…
-Sylie