House of Poetry

I fought the toughest battle inside me, I bleed my own heart daily, Shred of it always comes out with tears, I noose my feelings from the top of the roof, So, that there be no chance of survival I now became a machine, Who is ready to fulfil others desire, I am still confused about my survival, Because I now became a sex toy for others,  Who only works for the satisfaction of others. I became a broker of my own body, People come and tear my flesh, Rubs his desire on my lips and skin, Eject all his frustration inside my vagina, And be in the ultimate satisfaction of the day. I am still confused about my existence, I am just too soaked the negativity of society, Or have I any meaningful existence? I am fighting a merciless battle daily in life, As a result, I just get bloated blood on my pads.     

I keep my heart, in a jar, on my desk, Left it over there in the midnight, Beautiful sorcerers come to me at midnight, And drive me crazy all night long,  My nights are haunted, My night be like an obsessed, My nights making me mad, My heart, not going to handle this anxiety,  Sorcerers are my dreams Sorcerers are my belief, May magic happens once a while, But this magic going to happen in my world Some dreams were beautiful, Some dreams were treacherous, Some dreams were promising, Some dreams were negative,  I don't know how my heart going to handle, These dreams make me numb, These dreams make me enthusiastic, That's why I keep my heart, in a jar, on my desk  Because one day we will party night long.

 White is a colour of peace, White is a colour of purity, White is a colour of humanity, White is the colour of being calm,  White is also the of the colour of cleanliness, White is also the colour of freshness, White is also the colour of simplicity, In short, white is the colour if being profound. It resembles the power of society is now in your hands, It resembles the supremacy of your structure in society, It resembles to be ready for the change, And takes humans to be the next level of serene. It makes you now most responsible, It makes you feel aged, It makes you to feel like supremacy, It makes you to feel like God. It also shows that now you will alone at the top, It also shows that you will be broken but you have to be strong, It also shows that you will be isolated from being a normal human, In the end, you will be a stark.

 Black is the darkest colour in the world, Defines the potion of darkness inside us, It now became the opposite of goodness, But do humans mean that? Black is the first colour introduced to humans, From the time of Neolithic till the present age, It now became a symbol of death, sorrow, mourning, But do humans mean that? Black is the most pious colour of life, It became the mark of communication for humans, It became the first source of revolution, Still, I don't understand that black is impious. It became a colour for protest, It helps us to stand against odds, It controls the diversification of thoughts in mind, And help us to reach our goal. I can't understand about us, Why defame colour of humanity Why defame our thoughts, There is something fishy inside us, We don't understand that prosperity doesn't have many colours.

Everybody bangs door on my face, Everyone satirizes my failure, No one stands by me Even my heart left me in the middle. It is not easy to say that I am not hurt, Smiling is not easy even when broken, It is not easy to accept that you loved ones leave you during hard times, It is not easy to accept that your heart has left you on hard days. Now I'm alone on my platform, No one is standing behind me I am a free spirit now And from now on I am going to reach my goal. I thank the time for filtering Help me find my best partner, My strength is still inside me And my leverage help me to get my way Cruel time is the gift of God, He inspired us to be a better person. Leaders are given enough time, Who holds the torch and the others to find their way.

Yes, you are unfamiliar with my heart, Yes, you are oblivious of my love, Even though you don't know me personally, But dear I love you from my heart. Smile of yours chisels deep to my heart, A look of yours stirs ocean inside me, My love is not a minuscule, That's only get completed by living with you. I am your privileged lover, I am your covert admirer, I love you more than me, I don't know how can I affirm the power of one side love. The scar you get, The trauma I feel, I wish we will be on the same page someday, So that I can tell you, The love that I love you.

My sky is full of fog, My sky is full of dust, A single hope of ray even not skimming my aim, Still, I am steering on my way. I am unaware of my future, I am unaware of my past, I am just obliterating the trouble, I am just presiding to my way,  Nights became frozen on the path, Days are full of scorching heat, Even though I am not resting down the lane, Because I want to be on the way. Legs are spurting of pain, The body of mine is not helping me to ahead, Even though somehow, I am heading to the way, Because I want to be at goal someday.

Droplets of thoughts spread along on my way. Somewhere snarky, somewhere nasty, Somewhere sweet, somewhere memorable, Somewhere angry, Somewhere of silence. I am confused. What should I take along in my way? What makes to believe about my goal? What makes me think it's important for? I am confused about my moments That help to move forward along my way. I am confused that moment, Doesn't distract me and take me to another way. I know that these thoughts help me to taste my dreams. I know that these thoughts help me to believe in me I know that these thoughts provoke me at least to try once again. Still, I am confused which emotions will help me to find my way.