Cigarettes

I’ll love you from a distance. I don’t want pleasure from you. I’ll let you consume me, fill myself up with all the fume you give me and perish to nothing. With every lie, with every secret, I’ll let you win. I became addicted as soon my lips met yours, I’d burn myself as you glow with full guard of youth coated with fallacy. Your fair recrimination and pretty accusation give me the true pleasure of pain. I’ll love getting wasted like the ashes;  the smoke filling your soul with my intense love. A love so intense that would cease all your pain and give you an ecstasy of a lifetime.

Goodbye

Roses spread in deep bed of thorns

Of shimmering light in full galore.

Honey drops and apple crisps;

All their sweetness was failing to win.

Sounds of glee and rhapsody fall into demise;

 When all my memories of the distant align.

The cheers, the smiles, the heart you won;

The tears, the hurt, the grief you become.

The sanctuary, the blessing I thought I had to be alive;

A mayhem, a dismay it was in disguise.

You left this World in a blink of an eye;

Without giving me a chance to say Goodbye.