It is the fifth day since I last slept, and I cannot construct one coherent sentence out of my cerebral capacity.My mom had called me yesterday. I was still frisking the air for words when she hung up. The phone had rung thrice. I remember.
My room smells of gore and puke. Lover sits before me – immobile – his eyes upturned, half-open, like a door left ajar, unsure if he wants to let go of his thinning hold on this pretty world.
I remember it was last Monday that lover told me about a girl who had caught his fancy. He said he wanted an escape. I had spent days crying and begging for him to stay. But he left.
That girl lies dead, next to him, in my room.
Lover sits here before me, a splinter jutting from his mangled neck. It had gloriously spurted arterial blood when I shoved a broken bottle down his throat.
Lover had always had a thing for empty bottles.
I pick up my phone and text: “Hey mom! It’s a lovely day here. I’ll go out and have some wine today. Love.”
Lover is staring at me. His gaze, I tell you!— He always gave me butterflies in the stomach with that gaze of his.
“I love you,” I whisper, gently slitting his wrists, “forever. ”
I kiss his gnarled lip. I think I can sleep now.
The situations that even I’ve faced at some point in my life as well… I couldn’t describe it any better…
“Will they assume I am a psycho?”
“Will they judge me?” …”What if they start thinking low of me?”
“What if my Boss thinks I am too mentally weak?”….”Will I get fired?”
“Will my family and friends understand?”…”Will they put up with me and accept who I am?”
These are few of the everyday thoughts that a person who is suffering from Depression or Anxiety (or any other mental illness) have. The morning starts with “Oh god, not again!”. Then starts the regular day of a depressed person, who by the way, also suffers from accute anxiety. I am going to put my example here as everyone has a different way of dealing with the ‘condition’, as most of the people would call it. And just for everyone’s information, NO two persons go through the same feeling while being depressed. I realised it after I started my therapy and treatment. I…
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I hope you all are doing good and great… Today I won’t be posting any blog post in specific as today my blog PoeticLife completes a YEAR since the day I started it…
I’m just so happy and lucky to have such great and wonderful fellow bloggers like you who’ve been there supporting me, reviewing, suggesting, checking out my blog…
I’d like to Thank You all from the bottom of my Heart💓, for your wonderful support and appreciate your time you take out to view my blog…
So as of today I’ll be sharing the 6 most favourite posts of mine according to me😁😁… You can check them out and lemme know what you think of them… If you’ve read any other post of mine and like that one more than this then don’t forget to share it’s name in the comments… Also I’d like to know about your reviews, suggestions or criticism if at all any in the comments to help me improve my blog and make it better than before 🤗🤗!!
So on this special occasion let’s have some Q&A, you can ask me anything you want and I’ll try my best to answer your questions… Also below given are the 6 names of my most favourite posts which I’ve re-posted in the previous hours…
1) MY STORY
So shoot on your questions and let’s have some fun…
Love and Regards: K@
WARNING : CONTAINS ADULT THEMES..!! SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK…
We met on the bridge on a moonlit night,
The stars in the sky shining so bright.
I stood alone, I was all on my own,
And then you came, what a wondrous sight.
Such beauty in your features so divine,
Never had I seen a woman so fine.
You walked up to me, to my ecstasy,
As I wondered how to make you mine.
The words we spoke I don’t recall at all,
But I know I made you laugh and smile.
Then we shared a kiss, and oh! such sweet bliss,
As my mind you began to enthral.
I held you close in my arms, our lips pressed
Tight together, heart pounding in my chest.
Through the kiss I smiled, driving me wild,
Every inch of your body I caressed.
As our lips remained locked, our tongues entwined,
Your hands moved down to desperately find,
My rigid shaft. And tightly you grasped
As on me your crotch you began to grind.
My hands seemed to have a life of their own,
Pulling at your clothes as you freed my bone.
And deeper we kissed, as slowly I pressed
Into your wet opening; together we moaned.
Harder and deeper and faster I pushed,
Giving you more of me with every thrust.
I quickened my pace, tightened our embrace,
Not holding back, overcome with pure lust.
I could feel the pressure in me growing,
But I had no intention of slowing,
As you screamed for more. I couldn’t ignore
Your pleas as your juices started flowing.
No longer now could I control the urge
Your climax pushing me over the edge
And right as I came, you cried out my name,
As I filled you there on that bridge.
Mouths parted now, you gave me a peck,
Just a soft kiss on my collar then neck.
Then your teeth sank in, piercing my skin
And thirstily you began to suck.
And with that final kiss from you, all changed,
As my blood and my life you drank and drained.
And so faded the light, I became one with the night.
I am your thrall now, my heart is yours, enslaved.
And as quickly as you enslaved me,
You cut loose my bonds and set me free.
I was left alone, again on my own;
Thinking of what will never come to be.
So thank you for that beautiful dream;
For that’s all it ever was, it seems.
I know I will miss, the taste of your kiss;
A memory to which I’ll always cling.
DISCLAIMER: THIS WORK IS A PIECE OF IMAGINATION..!!😁😁
Who am I you may well ask
I really wish I knew
If I am not myself at all
Then maybe I am you
To discover who I really am
Is really quite a task
Maybe I am someone else
Who wears a funny mask
I strive so hard to know myself
To discover the “real me”
My thoughts and feelings all confused
Yet still I cannot see
What makes me tick?
What makes me feel?
So very special and unique
My purpose in this glorious world
Is what I truly seek
I wish I could be creative, self confident and smart
Not quiet, shy and insecure
Emotional at heart
I wish I had the confidence to say what I really feel
Instead of fearing criticism
Uttering words that seem unreal
Why at times do I feel so alone
And just yearn for a friendly face
While at others I just long to be
In some far off distant place
With no one else to bother me
And disturb my rambling thoughts,
Until my conscience brings me back
To do the things I ought
And so I continue on my way
On this journey they call life
I try to do the best I can
Though at times the goings tough
I’ll do my part to refine the world
And make it a better place
By being “me” to my capacity
With each trial I have to face
How I wonder you were a stranger once,
Just another pretty face amidst the rush.
But then you became my rumination,
To defend me from the demons in my mind.
You turned into an ally,
And stepped in my fight against the world.
Who knew an imagination of sorts could be my macrocosm.
Who knew you’d ever be real, real enough that I’d make you my muse.
Your soul is mine and mine is yours,
The body never matters cause you’re my thought.
I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
A three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath a vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
With just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with a wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed.