so thin like a thread

broken with a storm

how long can it last ?

the love between me and you

weak like a wood

burned with fire

ashes left behind

flying in the sky

at least they got freedom

the story of our turned into regrets

the loud screams,anger,hatred

shattering the glass castle

which took a hundred years to be made

trust ,romance,passion were essence of what we shared called love

whats left are scars on souls

words turned into arguments

arguments turned into fights

were we meant to be like this ?

we were meant to be one soul

so broken am I

can love hurt this much

love gone hatred left

broken yet alive

breaking everything we shared into a memory


Sometimes suddenly you feel so blue

when you were dancing just minutes ago

the loneliness all over the place

expectations  a path to sadness

broken hearts hurts so bad  yea you know it

darkness escalating to my bones and veins 

manifesting over my soul

loneliness drives away the happiness of life

What If I Died ?

what is I told you

I wanted to die?

That I’m tired of living 

of being alive


what if I said

it gets worse at night?

The thoughts get louder

and nothing is right


what if I lied

and said everything was alright ?

No, I am not crying

I swear I am alright



what if I died ?

I doubt you’d even cry 

would you even care

If I took my own life ?

                                              (author unknow found on pinterest)

its a dark poetry relating to someone deepest feelings and emotions and so i thought to share it anyone who is going through this phase sometime in there life  must have felt like this but i just want to say do not give up to you , to  me , and anyone suffering this cause your precious more than diamonds, does not matter if someone knows this at least you should know this, and my teacher once told me

“Be happy and remember worries are born with us we just have to learn to deal with them “


break me , hate me , kiss me

i will still love you

maybe i love pain

does it make me a masochist

or someone crazy in love

you love to inflict pain

making you a sadist

does it make you an abuser

don’t know what is right or wrong

but i can’t lose you

lit the matches and watch me burn

your addicted to inflicting pain

and i am addicted to you