Her never ever after

This is her fairytale
none like any other
tales have been told
about a maiden with a heart of gold
who loved more than hearts could hold

impossible to love- she was.
yet you will be lost in lust
'stay clear!!' she alerts
Danger near!

she felt cured
from her curse
just for a moment
he got lured
all in slow motion
she made him the hypothesis of her prayer.
And maybe made in her heart for him a layer

only for him to realise
death awaits on the other side
confusion led to sadness
sadness to being lost
the doom of her heart

as she fades
so did her soul

darkness awaken
when he accepted the roses
he ignored the thorns
"it isn't easy to weed out the roots planted in me", she said

the lady with a heart of gold
tales have been told
about the maiden who died with a heart, stone cold.

This is her fairytale
another suitor
her death.

Till she meets her suitor  who will melt her ice chamber

Numb, the new norm.

  

 

Constant repetition of old 

Hands no longer hold

When used in vain

You are no longer the same

Vain hands sow

Same pattern ever slow.

Pursuit by greed 

Buried, lost forgotten seed

Excuses delays its  growth.

Constant conformation of norm

Hearts lacks but now numb.

Stuck in the pattern  of one's existence.

Like a seed planted 

Refusing to absorb the required substance 

That propels its growth 

Crowned by thorns that resembles fear of change

Frightened by lessons of life

Refusing to see the light.

Blocking physical and spiritual sight.

As though imprinted in our genes.

Stuck in a mirage

Unless we break from the norm

And seek change

We will forever be numb.

The Mind Blowers

Breakers of established patterns
In look of things,
In a diverse means.
Diversity, interesting and amusing.
Words to describe their works.
The thinkers, developers and action takers.
They are all the brains behind it all.
Their ideas ever constant in their innovation,
Sprouting like a seed,
Crushing the layers of dullness.
Guard the plant,
Until the day when the fruits you need to be harvested.
A masterpiece is born.
Torsion Power.
Feelings of lack of appreciation might erupt.
Your footprints and handworks will be in all.
You impact our world each day
More than you can comprehend.
Once your vision is gone
No part of the world will be able to find you.
Great works u have done and greater works u will do.
And your works of beauty is a result of creativity

Everlasting Nightmare

I walk this lonely road.
Fake smile upon my face.
Will it ever be real?
Will I ever be truly happy?

A road where shattered heart tell tales of times that a loved one had broken it.
Painful Moments that have left a heart torn into pieces and never whole.
This raised diverse questions in my mind
Each day with anxiety in my heart.

When I think of you my inside turn
Did u really leave me when I closed my eyes
Or is this an everlasting nightmare?

Now, I sit reminiscing .
Reminiscing about those days.
Days filled with hope and passion.
Days of promises...
When you tick me
And sing your heart out.

I you read to me and told me tales
I anguish and regret those days  i fought with you.
Days I told you I hate you.
The days you took me out
And told me how much I meant to you.

Days we pretended to elope
Days of laughter and joy
Could you really have left me?
Or could this still be an everlasting nightmare?
Will I ever awake?

I wish we could spend time together
The way it was
When you were with me
When there was great love and joy to share
I wish I could pit a stop to the everlasting nightmare!!!!

Last First Love

LAST FIRST LOVE

Heart ache
Mind threatening
Thoughts provoking.
Grudges forgotten
Curses are broken,
Heart revived.
Where love kisses blandly
Where not one has before.

Shattered and confused
Reality destroyed.
I lay from this heart fading
At it's death's door
Tarrying on a day,
I will be privileged to see your face.
Tarrying on your promise.

To die of a broken heart is like
To die of disappointment
As adumbration of my past lengthens my sorrow
A flower blossom to lighten my essence.

Swiftly came my love
As I wait eternally abreast sorrowful tears

A kiss is needed for a Prince to save his lonely princess.
As curses are broken and hearts revived with Love's first meet.