A Casket of Roses//

  I try to tell my friends That I am the same person On the outside. The same smile, The same tears, The same pale skin that is trying to cover my lifeless soul. But what has changed now Is my urge to look forward to things My excitement when I look at people. I…

Stability Vs. Passion

    And you thought I’d never realise The secrets you hid The times you lied The days you spit excuses to not meet me The nights you let me believe you were up for me The words you swallowed back to keep it going The letters you backspaced so it wouldn’t cost you The…

Infidelity//

As the train moves And I force myself to sleep I can’t help but think, How it would have been  If you didn’t make me  A victim of infidelity  If you didn’t scar my soul  And be thrilled about it  If you didn’t ignore me  And not feel a thing about it And how it…

Build or break?//

When you kiss me, I feel untamed electricity move across my veins, numbing me out. You fill my lungs but make me weak in my knees. Were you trying to build me up or break me down? *Image source: Tumblr   By Anjana Kameswari Read more texts by this author

Don’t fall for him//(Abort Mission)

Don’t fall for him. I repeat, do not. When the tall guy with the irresistible voice tells you he loves you, don’t believe him. When the guy with the amber colored eyes that you fell for in the first glimpse winks at you and gives you a half smirk half smile, don’t fall head over…

I laugh

I admit it and I confirm it, yes. I got more problems than garments in my drawers — and down there, between my veins and my failures, there are a lot of scars looking sideways that hurt when you touch them. I cry, I cry a lot and very loud, when I remember that I…

One day.

One day I will lift up the success that I have seen through the closed eyes of night. One day I will meet the love that I have seen through the open and close eyes by day and night. One day I will be changing up the thinking that I have seen through my eyes…

Maybe

Maybe tonight or maybe tomorrow. May all that fight take ‘way that sorrow. Maybe one life or just one more morrow. Take all your time and make it great thorough. Maybe last year I just felt a bit lonely. Now I’m improving, I’m fighting so closely. Maybe this month I will reach out to you…

Mistakes I’ve made, thoughts that lie

So far it feels like my freedom is accurate to my age. It doesn’t matter really, how old I am or how old are you, maybe it won’t be accurate for a lot longer so giving an extend explanation of it would be useless. So far I’m still confused by the diversity of deciding and…

I’d rather hear that you don’t want it…

Somebody once told me that I might as well quit at doing something if I was just “trying.” When I first heard that, I disagreed. In fact, I even got defensive about it. Because there are a million things that I try hard at, and it wasn’t my fault that some of them didn’t go…

The way things aren’t but should be

It used to be easier, but there were so many things around me that couldn’t stay the same and it all became louder. There were people telling me what to say and reminding me of things I haven’t realized yet. Only when I write that I am able to listen to my thoughts clearer. What if…