There's nothing left from me and you

Its been a long day,

Quite so it seems ahead too.

Would I like another piece of you?

I hold on to a thread that isn’t in my control,

I see the clouds hovering over my abode,

Sitting isolated at my desk,

I write aimlessly,

Words jumbling in my mouth,
pouring out differently.

I need not know what you need to walk along,

But I simply know what my soul needs to complete this song.

I hold on to a thread that isn’t in my control,

I see the clouds hovering over my abode,

Ohh darling, this closet does not need you,

My world stinks of you,

Move away dear friend, its time you walked out.

Ohh sweet master of my thoughts,

I decide to empty every inch of you,

Its now that you should know,

There is nothing left from me and you.

Its beneath the wounded wings that lies the pain of the untold.

The words of the unborn are far more clear to a mother-to-be than the world it's gonna see!

With every glance the world seems smaller,

Skip a heartbeat & you grow stronger.

You grow stronger within me,

The apprehension I wish you could see.

Im not afraid to say, you hurt me a million times,

Im not afraid to stay, even though there’s no sunshine.

Clouds rolled over to my feet and made them numb,

My senses still hold the minute hope, You’ll come.

I know you love me, I know you do!

I know you want me, the way I do.

The tender touch of your fingers, my skin awaits

Sweet symphony in our hearts, crashes every limit gate.

Every thought rolls over to your hold,

Every dream ends on your unfold.

This does not feel the same anymore,

Coz its fiery to my very core!

Captain Jack Sparrow

Rains. Mud. Splashing dirt. Killer stingy mosquitoes. Tea. Delayed trains. Water blockage. Amongst all of this, something truly beautiful knocked twice on my fragile door.

“Who’d take you seriously”, being the initial question that popped in my head, I still managed to smile. Antique talks, mischievous grins and lots of money splurging dint manage to impress me. What did catch my minuscule attention was the unbelievably robust self-confidence.

I paid no heed. Captain Jack Sparrow.

Post 2 weeks of being myself, the forces of nature dint seem quite elated with me adhereing to the “Always Yes” attitude. Captain Jack Sparrow found the right moment, wherein I shed my defences to the floor. It dint seem quite a pirates job but captain insisted. I trailed.

Work with me, was the anthem. Do I look the anthem sorts? Nope. Adamant that the male homo-sapiens can get, captain got his way. I gave up. Victory in the pirate’s land.

Morning’s now came with a mission, and of course – a smile.

I knew I was being fooled into anoder macho conspiracy. I dint mind it. Don’t ask me why, just read further. Scrolling through the scraps of the ex’s deceitful love triangle, I found my self equally vulnerable to the other deceit cob web. I think I wanted it. I was used to the agony that was a bonus with the starry eyed world of affection and intimacy.

Alcohol, smoke in pipes, cigarettes, the glances, the touch – all in all a recipe for a disastrous bond. I dreamed of being in the arms of captain jack sparrow, but guilt sweeped right in, like bolts of flames in a chimney. I could not cheat on my mount of infidelity. My world crossed over, my jilted thoughts on a rampage. Jack made me feel wanted and to be pretty honest, it had been long since anyone had made me feel that way. Although intentions coudl not be judged, i enjoyed every bit of the sadist pleasure of being wooed by Jack sparrow, who probably was a mirror image of something i dettested. I was surrendering, not knowing it was beautiful in the inside. He was beautiful in the inside. :) he made me beautiful in the inside!