I hope I’m not bothering you, but if you have a moment, I’d love to share something close to my heart.
Here’s a glimpse of the world I’ve created, where love is not simple — it’s a storm of emotions, pain, and desire:
Your eyes—deep, dark green, like the ocean before a storm,
pulling me under, daring me to breathe where I will drown.
Mine—honeyed ruins, burning slow,
trapped in the echo of a sun that never rose.
Your lips, a whisper of wilting roses,
mine, cracked with unsaid prayers,
left bleeding in the silence between us.
Fate drags its claws down our skin,
a love stitched from shadows and sins,
where longing is a wound that never heals,
where touch is a ghost, lingering but never real.
Tell me, love,
if death came wearing your face,
would I fight it,
or fall willingly into its arms?
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Upon the garland of my breaths, I thread your name, my beloved,
A sacred chant, a ceaseless prayer,
Binding our souls in silent devotion.
Your image, the temple I revere,
Your face, the scripture I recite,
In every heartbeat, your essence dwells,
A union beyond the bounds of time.
Some seek divinity in sacred halls,
I find mine within your gaze,
For in this love, profound and pure,
I've found my purpose, my eternal shrine.
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This is the essence of Escplied Hearts — a tale of love, crime, obsession, and fate.
An enemies-to-lovers storm where justice bleeds and hearts burn.
Dard bhi hoga, mohabbat bhi…
Aur kahaani mein andhera bhi.
If this touches you even a little, I invite you to read my story on Wattpad:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/391312372
Your read, comment, or vote would mean the world to me as I pour my soul into every word.
Thank you for your time and kindness.
With gratitude,
@DoomedTales
