Sunday, October 19, 2014

My compulsion.

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 12:34 PM

You and I

We are losing ourselves in each other

We are the oblivious

You and I

We have come this far

Walked hand in hand,

With fate against us.

There's no going back now.

You and I,

We save each other,

Risking our existence,

You and I,

We are the boundless.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

To love you.

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 8:57 PM
To love you is in my destiny.
Neither it is a mystery nor an enigma. 
To love you is a law written by the nature.
To love you is a requisite for my existence.
My heartbeat relies on it.
I'm entwined with this feeling, it cannot be replaced by another.
It will crush my soul and shatter my heart. 
But to love you is my fate, it cannot be altered.


Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Hypnotized by you..

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 3:22 PM





You're in my ardent feelings and my agonizing heart aches.
You intoxicate my soul and my enthusiastic etiquette.
You're in my fantasies and my unanswered quests.
You blemish my insanities and my guiltless detests.



Sunday, July 20, 2014

Yours.

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 6:25 PM

If you're a hunter let me be your prey.
I'll beg for your love on my knees with no betray.
If you're the devil,allow me to be your bride.
Your darkness will always worship my light.

If you're the sun, let me be your moon.
Your conquest will always blemish my pain.
If you're the death, allow me to be your life
My warmth will forgive your blatant lies.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

You my dear!

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 5:01 PM
Among thousand wandering souls and swiftly pounding hearts,
I choose you my dear to perceive and confront my fate.

Together we daringly savor the thick and thin in our lives,
I protect you my dear as a loyal savior in disguise.

We're bounded to each other and unruled by the walls,
 I love you my dear with your named carved to my soul.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Not now dear, indeed not now.

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 3:43 PM
Love me when I'm worth it.
Love me when I deserve it.
Love me when I'm ready.
Not now,not now when I'm so young,scared and naive.

Protect me when I need it
Protect me when I beg it
Protect me when I'm deprived of it
Not now dear, not now when I'm strong,brutal and confident. 

Sunday, May 4, 2014

A little poem for my hero-Sangakkara

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 8:19 AM
Sangakkara!
He's the monarch,
He's the mentor,
He's the light,
He's the triumph,
He's our pride!


 

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