When you choose complications over communication!
_when you choose complications over communication_
deep down somewhere I knew,
your love was a facade of Phantom.
despising me to disguise,
Abhoreencing me turning gems of gentle .
would you rather revive the past?
to cut the throats to last?
cause my guts told me from the very start,
that loving you would always be my Alas!
now the truth has turned,
Swords back at me ,
like the lies you have spoken ,
Were bleeding incessantly.
I was the fool ,
I was the fake one,
cause you never spoke,
so I have been left the only wrong .
now my heart ruin my mind,
and my mind get no sound sight .
cause when you choose complications over communication,
we finally die rather than to stay and survive .
now my body ruins my soul,
and my soul asks for your deadly dole,
cause you choose complications over communications,
we finally cried rather than to laugh and smile.
now it is bygone and is gone forever,
now I am good, better and so clever .
now we are done, done to finally die,
now we're severed, severed enough not to even survive .
so here I danced and I started working upon my life without you,
is all so great here that I pushed my thoughts inside keeping my mind blank and blazed .
now my love, you have lost enough,
what else you wanna loose ?
you have even lost yourself to death ,
being the superior one making me the inferior bruise .
you contemplated you were the boss,
but still so linear like the draconian dent I have to pay to my loathing senior.
Cut your heart ,
break your soul.
when two hearts fall apart ,
even the solitary souls accept to depart.
phrases and feelings both get breathing in the ceiling.
when someone name just like you,
fool me to laugh and feel me to chew.
the receiver and receptors of my heart and brain,
fall to pen my pain.
cause you were the winner and you have always been the winner, because you were the boss and I was so compliantly tossed around your languishing veil of wait and venom.
that you ridiculed to reckon ,
through my bones and beckon,
that you are the head, and you can be a demon.
sincere in your apologies,
that once that you never made to me ,
7 in those astrologies that can kiss the cloistered dragger of every insane.
beaware of your bruises that are bound to break bethequing that you are the boss, my head was down and my legs calmly froze.
you used my body and every kiss was all no less than your fatal fight of winning the title of the penchant prodigy of egoism ,chauvinism and the head bow of headed monster,
That can never be charmingly crowned. cause when they die the sapient death of wise one now,
the hithero mal-treated golden lady realive back from her coffins town.
Sarcastically sanguine I started looking for equality in your discrimination ,
wonderous Wonderlad, you are a marvelous lethal lover that take birth in every century and every era of creation. same love , same laugh same feelings but different hearts,
same games, same play with different girls,
same charm, same talks but different taste,
same sex, same betrayal now-go-and-relax ,you have won your another ridiculous race.
centuries would pass and classes would clatter,
but the facade of fake love would dilute even the tattered battle. seemingly well ,arozen to wake the lies latent among the gloomy truths, despise in my heart darkness in my ink,
that weep down your tail in my diary of self nude.
sirens were loud, precautions had to be made.
but I was blind in your love-leave go-come block-add twisted tame.
what would you even communicate ?
When your complications surmount your life,
you seek pity to tame your next pet ,
making another girl fatal in your trap.
don't you feel tired or ever bored out?
you hellhounded monster, why you cut my already confined soul?
Why you wasted in vain my precious time?
That I drained in pouring all the love to you with whom I can saturate another nine.
jeopardized gently,
but still not over you,
I batted another 20 days and then you came acting Madly insane.
I was still ready to put you in my arms to shower you with some more love,
but you are such an undeceived soul of this era that can never really make up your tiny little mind ,that no more exist, a mere bluff!
sit ,have a cup of coffee, no don't drink too much.
Or all your venom would poison my pure cup,
like the words and deeds you secreted like another mother fucking idiot.
look in my eyes and say the words of truth,
the sky is no more pink, as your heart is about to shrink.
as your tongue no more speak truth, but still all lies remain lively ,
cause you never let them
Encompass the entity of Juvenile delinquency .
so here I am left alone, standing in my way back to home,
happily I smiled at him, holding his hand ,when he hugged me genuinely and brushed his lips over mine.
now I wonder ,why I was with you for such a long time ,
when I could be with him who make me laugh and shine on my shoulder's star like the pretty encherished pride.
now everything is good,
So perfectly fine,
I hope someday you and your evil less would die,
But still what more could I expect from a imposter like you, all my mistake, you are good to go,
Good night , Good bye!!!
_Leeza_
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