You
Since beginning of time, you held my hand
My first steps, you aided me stand
That dawn we walked that extra mile
I chased your words, you had that style 

You made me laugh, you got that snigger

Those nights we watched the moon just bigger

My eyes always looked up to you

If you were there, I was there too.

I felt at ease with you along

You were my happy, gala song

But as they say, no man’s complete

To smile that bright, you have to weep

I chanced to see that depth inside

I was left ‘lone with eyes so wide

You dripped of sorrow, you fought your pain

You fell behind, you fell again

Your eyes spoke that day, you cried

And all way, to me you lied

You lay that day, deceased within

You drank and drained, you were not him

Who made me tough, was so fragile

Who made me laugh, did dare not smile

I was left isolated from you

I saw a man tormented through

You were so done and yet remained

My man, my god, you looked so pained

I saw you fade in shadows dark

That glittery eye, its closing spark

And yet you rose to touch your lass

I last love from your carcass

I want you back that fair and free

Come back, Oh! do come back to me.

                                                                                                           - яhԑȃ

Black is my happy color.

They asked me when the world shall end

I said,

Not when you lose your relations,

Not when your dog dies,

Not when the earth shakes,

But when, you begin to find the difference between death and life

Not as being in different states, but

When death seems more peaceful, than torturous living.

Than slow dying.

I hate it

I hate it ‘coz you’re special to me- I cannot even tell.

I hate it that you were the one, the one for whom I fell.

We got so deep, so truly down, and time just flew by

I hate it that you said the truth. The truth with a little lie.

I hate the empty feeling there- somewhere in my chest

The feeling of a missing piece; a sword in a crest.

I hate that you did care so much, you loved me back so more

I hate it when you left me there, my pain so sweetly sore.

I hate that I still jump a bit, when I see you in the street

I hate that I expect you yet, that love’s so sorely sweet.

You smile some bit, and smile some more, it melts me down so fast

I hate that I still think of you, I live my life in past.

Next time you leave, just leave and go, and don’t look back at me

Don’t send those mails, those funny tales, just turn your back and leave

I know this time if you do try, I’ll hate you even more.

I’ll hate the way I’ll come to you, like tidal waves on shore.

                                                                                                         - яhԑȃ