Black Tea

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Constant pressure on my conscience

I’m such a mess. Mentally. Physically

I can’t pretend anymore

Watch my smile diminish

A blank stare, when you look at me.

False hope, I only thought because I was bored

Ah, the wonders of an idle mind

Stuck in a black hole

How am I ever going to pull myself back up this time?

Life still has its perks, I guess

I’m going to do what I always do

And just hope that it works

For I really can’t deal with the anxiety

But what I really need,

I need my Bed, Pen, Notepad

And some Black Tea.

 

The Art of Attraction

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Isn’t attraction overrated
If beauty lies in the soul
And if love at first sight is a lie
Where do we lie in the world?

It seems we’re meant to be together
Seeking temporary solace
But if we don’t have now
Then why chase forever?

I’m just an idea
Based on fate
But if our patience is tested
Should we gamble on love?
Or wait till it eventually turns to hate?

A world apart
Suns, Moons and Stars
But if all it takes is a look
Why don’t you admire from afar

You begin to read my soul
When our eyes meet
We are able to tell so much
Without having to speak
Im in awe, too

But let’s not make promises
We cannot fulfill
What’s the point of moving forward
When we’re supposed to be standing still.

A Smile Amidst Chaos

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The dusty air brings water to my eyes
But my heart is filled with more than just the tears
My eyes see more than just the depression
I could never tell the truth from the lies
Sunshine seeps into my haven
Morning sun, a cup of tea and a peace of mind
Cracks in the terrace
The same cracks that show a glimmer of hope time to time
A head filled with pain and worries
Is also a head filled with precious memories I’m too content, sometimes atleast
A sense of belonging
I’m where I’m meant to be
Even if it is not where I’m supposed to be
I remind myself, I too forget, at times
A walk nearby shows me more than any Story I’ve ever heard
For people walking by
Surely I’ve seen the world
I can be alone
By no means am I ever lonely
I’m surrounded
With familiarity, security, family
God help my soul
For it is you who gives
If not, its you who guides
A smile amidst chaos
There are many reasons to be alive

Empty

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I feel so empty

But I may show a face full of life

Not afraid to live a lie

I feel so empty

All I have is memories

But nothing to look forward too

for I have lost

what I had fought for

I feel so empty

I’ve given up on wants and needs

I’m too comfortable having nothing

I’m too content to act

I feel so empty

Maybe because I cannot do anything

Maybe because I have nothing to live for

I feel so empty

Only because

Only because

I guess I just want to be