𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘

"RUSTING VEHEMENCE" We are just friends , Or maybe something more. Our words weave a yarn of love, That seems incomplete, Or maybe compatible for winters, To wrap the scars that scares , The wounded heart of us, Prone to the past we left behind us. Our hearts speak the same language, Flowing in our veins, Rushing around the quite chains, Flinching a sudden submissive pain, In the depths of the ocean we hold inside. Or maybe a river diverging it's path, For the fear of meeting the democratic demons , Ahead of the flower reigns it left behind. Pathetic for it's survival, Begging for the breaths to write human tales. Our minds radiates identical rays, Of piercing jewellery , Rusting vehemence of reactions , Taking place in fractions and decimals, Combined with skeletons of emotions. The locomotion of our passionate eyes , Indulged in ardour circumstances of setting sun, Weaving a fabulous fabric of twisted lies. But our hands hold each other, Filling the glaring omissions , In between the two souls , Unambiguous to cope together. Denying to depart from the gravity, Of their emotions fetched from the wild aroma, Surrounding a surreal canopy. Surrendering a dark beautiful shaking past, Both of us terrified of losing again, The hearts collided fortuitously, But determined to walk side by side , In the grasp of each others benevolence. And thus ending to write pseudo coded love. -Zikra🍂

“ABSTAIN FROM YOU” Destiny or Coincidence, Our paths collapsed , On a impermissible Esplanade. Solitary strangers to Tendered lovers, With foreordained words , We shared a reminiscence , Unraveled in demented emotions. An entity scraped everything , That you've reconciled. Embrace of yours entails emotions , Concluded by me, For me. Ecuperated intrigued chants Of buried knotted feelings. In my mind, A place devoid of you , Is situated beside a world , That is real But lifeless. Inhaling the air bereft , Of your flavours is venomous. A single hour lacking you Is akin to one without luminescence. A life void of you equates To an existence barren of spirit. And in my life, Lacking you, I am unresolved. My strides falter, My body trembles, And my heart palpates It appears concerning An apocalypse on me To have to endure for any length of time Refrain from you. ~Zikra🥀

“EVIL LOVE” Inner child in me, Is crying for him, Welling for his presence, In the empty attic, He left with, his disturbing fragrance, In a Gothic Manor. Every piece in my flesh, Is rotting up , Eradicating, Smelling, Without his charismatic chants, He yells on my untouchable , Yet touchable muscle. Cells in my brain, Is diverging in his direction, Sobbing for him, With everything in it. My mouth wants to admit, His absence is affecting me, Eating me up, Destroying me, Leaving heaves of scars, Of the memories of him. But my tongue rolling up, In croissant of despair, Aware of the fact , Absence of mine is , Not a big deal for him. My tears won't cast any sound, On his heart covered with steel, His skeleton galvanised with, Cold emotions of not being bothered. I'm nothing for him, Rather than a cat, crossing his path, Noticed for a moment, And fades away from his mind, the moment it crosses the road. The child in me wants, To crawl to him, Talk to his favourite doll, Play with his favourite toy, Beg for his most preferred, flavour of chocolate. The child in me wants to, Owe him, Have him, Irrespective of the circumstances. The child in me is, Desperate, Stubborn, Contagious, For his magnetism. For his field of gravity, To keep me going, To assemble my vital organs together. But the fucking , sincere girl in me, Is betraying the child, By letting him go, Have his life, the way he wants to. But I want to possess him, Owe him, Prey on his mind, Take control of his breaths, Dominate him, Seize him, Secure him, Cast a spell on him, Have power on his strength, With my fragile zeal. Have mastery over his nerves, Take control of him, Be the uppermost in his mind, Get hold of his spines, Drive him mad for me, For my body, Eat him up , Tear him into thousands of pieces, For not being mine, Bury him , Suffocate him till death ceases him, Leaving his beautiful structure, Pale, lifeless, But to be owned , Only by me, Till eternity. ~Zikra🥀