Your eyes
Your eyes and my soul
Crying all the mascara, all the canvas
Annihilation seeking modesty
Your bucolic demesne haunts my margarita
Your sword, my chest
Ephemeral cocaine on your scar
Halcyon tremors shook my mortality
Too redolent for any death
I didn't die,
I never did.
I was just living the silence
The bliss.
the fear.
the signature.
the blood.
And lying the purity, for once.
Your brutal eyelashes
Unleashed the heaven
Let the scoundrels scream horrors
And breakthrough the shattered glasses
Simmer all the vains and forevers
Fake it is
Everything
Illusion lies in the coffin you hallucinate
You breathe phosphorous
You breathe sabotage
You breathe camphor
You breathe calibre
your breathe lies all the trusts I had on u
And my silver
Burns in the candles of glory,
Of sheer anemias,
Nothing remains.
Nothing.
It's just the spark.
That lit the whole monsoon
And shadowed all our extremums.
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NOT FLAWLESS ENOUGH
PoetryNone of us are actually flawless, How much ever we try to make ourselves believe we are perfect, we are amazing.. we'll still be carrying the scars of our own lives and the glories of someone else's But we still try to be flawless, hiding all the m...
