Nuwanda

I like to read and write the vague raging thoughts in my mind.

Y’all ever wanna just lay down and have a man on you, in your arms. His face smushed on your chest, lips forming a small pout. His hair disheveled from you scratching it. Your arms wrapped tightly around him, caging him with protection and love. 🥰

Yes this is my first heartbreak so bear w me lol. Written in few mins, not really double checked or anything. So yeah raw emotions and suffering is here for y’all to enjoy.

I talked, yelled and waited,

Waited for you,

I waited for a ocean to flow back in a river,

Perhaps, I believed love was ever too powerful.

I grew hearing how love was the ultimate remedy,

How magician love, can destroy the strongest of opponents in a slash,

How love brings kindness with them,

And how peace, the uninvited fellow, follows them.

I grew up,

experiencing the love in it’s foremost glory.

Love is well, love.

It comes, bearing it’s two friends,

slashes your flesh, wounds so deep,

Opening me, for his residence,

You will wonder if there is any soul left in those holes,

But no one told me,

That love is nothing but the best disguise of violence,

A violence so kind,

smiling, I will slit myself,

Making place for your love in me,

Slowly, it resides in me,

A sly parasite, that’s what love is.

And when full moons bid farewell,

My beloved, will bleed me dry too,

Through the same gaping holes, I made for him.

My beloved, oceans away, has abandoned me,

Tell me moon, do you look after him?

Does the love, still lives in him too?

The love and kindness, hand in hand, has abandoned me,

But what’s left behind is the peace.

Peace, silence and those gaping bloodless holes.

Waiting for them to be fulfilled again.

Perhaps, they might be full again.

But for now, let me embrace peace,

The one who got left behind.

I wish I could mimic the crescent moon,

I wish I could live in Lana's song forever,

Hoping the high would cure my body's rising temperature.

Hoping the moon, will take its mercy on me,

And tell me, that I indeed have sevgilim.

I wish I could be like other faces, smiling and laughing,

As in the angels, themselves descended to play harp for them.

I wish, I didn't needed phony happiness,

Packed up in bullet size, piercing my brain.

I wish my heart worked well enough,

To give me the love, I deserve.

I think I am greedy,

I want more, of everything,

Drain them of everything they have,

Is this why they abandon me,

Or is it my brain, always talking,

Wishing me a life of nightmares and no moon.

I hope I come back one day,

To tell you, I still breathe,

That I have changed,

That I no longer get chased by the dawn,

Instead I wake up to it, smiling,

Letting the light paint on my skin.

-Rinsuki

Can you?

Can you make me feel,

What these bundles of pages make me?

Can your smell, drive me crazy,

Like these baked golden sheets?

Can you ignite the fire of emotions,

From misery to eternal happiness,

Like these words do?

Can you touch my soul,

Within my wounded body,

And still, leave me sinfully pure?

Can you leave a never ending mark, within

this drenched heart?

And live within me,

Till we count all the stars in the galaxy?

- Rinsuki

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I baked,

I choose a road,

Haphazardly, I choose the road, to escape.

For the road less travelled by doesn't exist in here.

Without destination, I wander,

Wander deep into the wet woods and near the rivers.

The drizzle turned into a rainstorm,

River turned into flood.

Still, I wander, into the deep,

The never ending journey keeps on going.

For every traveler meets the end,

Whether his or the road's.

The echoes live in my mind,

With greater knowledge comes greater sorrow.

I walked along knowing it, living it.

I know the end, is to become a rat,

A rat for my master.

Yet still, I bleed,

Bleed for the title.

-Rinsuki

(kindly note this is my original work and don't copy it. Although reposts of the original post is appreciated a lot:)