The Sin of Forgetting...

Like a slap to the face,
An escaped embrace,
A haunting disgrace,
I realized that I had forgotten the most precious day...

Like a soul without a life,
A husband with a cheating wife,
A pain from a cutting knife,
I wept a stream of regrets that has come out to play...

Like another story with a bad end,
A truth that is too shameful to bend,
A love letter written yet remains unsent,
I begged the ache to leave, get out and go away...

For there is no bigger sin than forgetting what has changed my life forever,
What has broken my heart and stitched it back together,
So forgive me, "please", my heart pleads as true as ever...

A State of Utter Nothingness!

Words escape me as I try to untangle the knots of my spiderweb like thoughts...

With every day, new variables are added to the equation of my chaotic being...

With every step forward, a few others backwards...

I understand now: The implications of decisions, the real pain waiting unfolds, some of the reasons for doing "wrong" by yourself or by those around you...

And although I'd love to believe that the little girl inside of me is still shielded from my disappointments and anger, I can hardly convince myself that she still smiles... I sometimes even doubt if she is there anymore!

The itch that I can't scratch, the scars which I can't heal, the memories that live within the layers of my mind...

All remind me that I am human - which is good - but that this humanity makes me fragile...

"In order to be happy, one must detach from feelings and slowly release him/her self from the chains of humanity"...

I wonder now, is this true?

The guilt... Another hammer digging me deeper into the ground... (I'm reminded here of a scene from a horror movie where the zombie tries to escape the grave - a hand sticking out of the soil)...

Then there is complete and utter nothingness... And here is where I stop... For now...

If My Nerves Had Lips!

If my nerves had lips...

They would shout: Enough is enough!
They would bite them so hard that I could taste the blood,
"I am bored of being strong and acting tough;
This crap is just too much, rummaging me like a raging flood"!

If my heart had claws...

It would have ripped itself from its current space!
Because there's only this much a heart can take,
It would have run off to be far; in a better place!
The pain it's being forced into is causing it to break!

If my ears had hands...

They would have kept away from words,
In silence their haven would have been!
They would have shone away from the herds,
Since on being here I have never been keen!

Replace Me...

There are billions of females out there,
Go ahead: replace me...

There are a thousand reasons for you to go,
After you, but face me!

There are a hundred blames you can lay on me,
Let your claims embrace me!

There are tens of tears you can drain from my soul,
And with your strings, lace me!

But there is only one heart you can break,
Then from your heart, erase me!

Pride & Compromise... The Story of the Thin Line!

Introduction...

From Wikipedia:

The Seven Deadly Sins, also known as the Capital Vices or Cardinal Sins, is a classification of the most objectionable vices... It consists of "Lust", "Gluttony", "Greed", "Sloth", "Wrath", "Envy", and "Pride".

The Story Goes...

As it was told, a long long time ago, there existed a very thin line between the hideous sin "pride" and the beautiful virtue "compromise"...

Whatever people did, especially within the frames of a relationship, pride was always there to wreck and destroy the relationship while compromise did its best to conserve it and raise it higher, to a more elevated level...

One day, compromise felt really bad for all the problems pride was causing... It decided to go address pride, trying to bring it back to its senses and urge it to be more lenient with people...

Compromise said: "I do understand how powerful you are dear pride... I know that you have the ability to ruin relationships that are meant to last as well as end friendships and kill love... Therefore, I would like to plead to you and beg you, out of weakness, to be gentle on poor souls who don't know any better but to believe in you and follow you blindly"...

Pride sniffed, smirked then said: "You poor little thing you! Coming here to beg me to quit something I do not cause! People bring their misery amongst themselves... They know too much pride is bad for them, yet, they chose to submerge themselves it in... Even if I wanted to do something about it, and trust me I don't, I can't! People are given choices and whatever they choose is their path. Regardless of my will or intention, I have no power to change the path any two choose for each other; they must be able to do it themselves"...

Disappointed and sad, compromise said its goodbyes and left, wondering what will happen to the world with people's whims and sins in control...

With time, compromise started getting older and feeble, while pride managed to get stronger...

Too many love stories came to an end...
Countless tears were shed...
Numerous friendships were diminished...

And now, at our present days, the thin line between pride and compromise seems to be fading with compromise being just a word, stripped from all its beauty and stuck in the corner of the doomed!

She Gave Him Love...

She knew how he was,
She knew he would leave.
She know he was going to break her heart,
His web she waited for him to weave…

She gave him love,
She loved in vain!
He played her like a toy,
And left her draped in pain…

She raised her head,
She raised and prayed,
She called for angles,
She cried and swayed!

She knew this game,
She knew it well,
And within her sorrow’s flame,
She wished him to hell!

He had no right,
He had no reason,
To rid herself from him,
Her way out was pure treason!

She turned her head,
She leaned on someone new,
The guilt feeding on her soul,
When cradled by his dew!

She felt captive,
She felt captive to his grip!
As his memories slowly held her tight,
And pushed her into loss’s thrones dip by dip!

She wished her life to end,
She wished it every night before she lay asleep…
Out of this cycle she wanted to be,
Out of the oceans in love she was drowning so deep!