13khaleesi

We are all lonely, In a world full of people. Trying to fit in, In perceptions of others. We are all sad, In a world of bad news. Searching for happiness, In the tired eyes of others… Our loved ones we doubt, Ourselves we doubt too… Where do we leads us today? With teary eyes and faking smiles? But we keep walking, Sometimes on a lonely journey, Sometimes along someone, To the promise land that may never come

She was alone at her home. She was watching Netflix on television when she heard the air in the living room change all of a sudden. A fan that she was of all the horror films, she made sure not to turn back and look why it was suddenly a bit warm behind her. But when she heard a few murmurs, she felt chills running down her spine. She froze where she was. She almost led out a scream before a hand from behind muffled it down to a moan. 18 year old Leila fainted. When she regained her consciousness maybe a couple minutes later, she saw two brunette woman, both looking very similar except one seemed in her thirties and other in her fifties. 

A lost girl in her twenties, Tried her best to be, Someone she was not, But many expected her to be.. She searched for the path, That others thought were right, That others asked her to, Keep it in her sight… The journey she took was wrong, Misled by judgments and false wit, More than half way she had gone, When no longer she could drag her feet.. Disoriented, confused, out of her mind, She looked back the path she came, And realized it was too late, Noticed she was no longer the same.. She ran back into time, Hoped that the realization of truth, Would have been sometime earlier, Could have saved herself from Ruth.. She couldn̵

Demons reside in me. Demons of unfulfilled dreams, wants and desires. Demons that only inculcate more hatred in me with every passing day. Demons first arise in the small part of my mind as doubts, as long lost wishes that have surfaced again. And then these Demons grow, feasting on my happiness, on my innocence, it grows and gets bigger. These Demons target my relations. They grow like parasites on the relation tree that I grew with so much effort. It starts now, to consume the tree even. My relationships are spoilt. The fruit of love that it bore, is not filled with poison. Envy that others have fulfilled what I only dreamed of, anger tow

On the streets I walked alone, With gloomy eyes and a frown, When passed by me, a girl With dimple cheeks and eyes brown Her smile was wide and happy, She greeted to me, a stranger, Brought a smile on my bitter face, Why had I a frown ever? Her smile touched the distress, That my heart bore so long, And influenced it to beat, To resonate her unsung song That smile I carried all day Adorned on my joyful face, A little act of the curved lips, Left a long lasting trace..

Your eyes are mirror, I see myself.. your eyes a secret bearer, I lost myself.. your eyes lead me to a well, deeper and deeper I fall.. deeper into your shell, just to find you after all.. your eyes meet mine, you lean a little closer.. I see that mirror shine, you make me feel boulder.. did you find me? or I found you? however it may be, now its just me and you..