Your Story You Write🖋️

-
Your story you write
If I'm the villain, i die
But i can't edit
Cause your the spy

Your life you lead
If I'm the enemy, you hate
But i can't change your mind
Cause you are the head

We are writers and actors
We are villains and heros
But we don't have time to edit eachother's story
Cause we have ours to write


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Guess I Fell for a Moon

-
 I guess i fell for a moon In the dark when i am walking bare He follows me everywhere He shines bright tonight but morning he is nowhere Though the Sun shines brighter The thought of night takes me somewhere I would watch the clear sky turn dark  So i could see him there But sometimes i wander if he is a lier Cause his time for me is shrinking like a dying fire His shape always changes How would i have ever known that he is build of layers His shine was a borrowed light of Sun No wander during day he is not fun He follows everyone, yes everywhere He just pretended to be there Guess i fell for a moon  In the dark when i am walking bare I can't help but cry to see him there But i know he'll be back untill then i will wait here Behind the publication * i wrote this on 22/01/2025 to dedicate to a love (and it was my first poem dedicated to love ). It is just my perspective so No Hate*😁
Read more

Would a Father give Me a New Feather

-
                                                            sometimes i wander how it would be to live with a father? would i be flying further  towards my goal with new feather? would i still be a melting butter and sob silent tears in corner? or would i get a lighter that waits until i get better would i still be bad mouthed and let to be alone just because i dont smile? or would i get a fighter that fights beside me rather sometimes i wonder  what it would be to live with a father? will my efforts be appreciated  and praised full heartedly? my only ability is to wish almost like an angler fish i imagine for my smile atleast i can see sunlight in thoses pile
Read more

A Day of Realization

-
Soft wind touching my cheeks Whispering through the sounds of creeks  My eyes slowly blinking   Now came a thought and I tried to link. Letting the time fly with the wind I dropped my every emotion to blend.  and I realized how hard I had to bend  to beg the life I dreamed😓 And how everything passes by without even waving goodbye.
Read more