25 years of dust in the throat and befriened agony..have given way to spittin darkness in its most pristine form..mind becomes my writer as feelings become my words...i set my eyes to re-define insanity and darkness...an endeavor...the journey continues...even as i have lost my creations many times.. more »
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Shagun Khera Poems
P.S. I love you...
Its been too much time we have been fighting along.. So many moments wasted….so many feelings went wrong…
Men of Honor...
Clutching to the slipping sheets of time They face uncertainty like accusers of a crime
Silence and Solitude
I enter my empty room, the air infecting my lungs with thrusting void, Silence consuming thoughts and mind, Darkness before, and darkness shall reside,
Are you lonely! ! come see my world! !
You say you are lonely! ! Come see my world Harvesting the seeds of solitude
When the last teardropp falls! !
when the last teardropp falls.. like the last leaf in cold... you shall still be in my mind... unfazed, unchanged...like a story to be told...
Darkness in Bright Sunlight
As I face this terrible certainty.. The dawn of the darkness greets me warm..
And she gifted me Death! !
as the wings of pain flared up high... and the shallow started to shake the perfroration from inside, , and i cud not no longer suffer.. it was time i called her...
It was here in my arms.. where you spent all those sleepless nights. whispering words of perennial joy into my ears... sugar coated sham..lurking behind your smile..
An Incomplete Celebration on a Grave! !
Its your birthday sweetheart.... i got you your favorite flowers.. red roses.. as you always liked them.. wrapped around them..is a note..
Creatures of the Dark! ! ! !
Waiting in the haven of black.. in red eyes...glorified thirst for red.. warm and smooth.. dripping from the neck..
Goodbye- haiku (sort of)
and then you ask me again.. in the most ridiculous way.. can we be friends... and i stare right into your eyes...
Fire in the Pouring Rain! ! ! !
Looking outside on the other side of the glass, , , it never seems to end... it never seems to stop.. blatant and outrageous,
A 2nd chance at love
And it was one day i woke up.. to witness how the sunshine dances upon ur skin.. gold melting into gold.. yet you still manage to glisten more than ever...
Darkest Dawn Before the Night
Lost in the mist of undying thoughts Thwarted and jolted by a love that rots Stinks and sucks on my soul and blood, Leprosy borne this emotion stirred
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P.S. I love you...
Its been too much time we have been fighting along..
So many moments wasted….so many feelings went wrong…
Can we give it a try to make everything right…
Can we give it a try…to love and not to fight..
I know what hurts you the most is that fact that I loose control..
U know what hurts me the most…are the taunts that keep coming on a roll..
I know what makes u feel bad is that…I scream and I shout…
U know what makes me feel bad…is the way…you ask me to count…
See… baby life is beyond all this petty fights and temper…
And beyond ...