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!


Thursday, April 10, 2014

In between heaven and hell!

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 6:12 PM
Oh girl! You are stuck in between the guy you want and the guy you need. It eats you up and holds you back!
The guy you want is all what you ever wanted. He's passionate, courageous,adventures and sweeps you off of your feet with his bewitching smile and dark black eyes! He possess you and you're obsessed with him. Smitten!
You think it's paradise, yet it holds you back. All his charisma comes with a big price tag. A dark side he's got, a dark side he can't escape.
Either he's an alcoholic or gets in to fights with broken noses and limbs. Now he's angry,grumpy,anal-retentive and it all makes you run in to the hills screaming. But you can't because you love him, you lust him!
And here comes the guy you need, he's got everything in a man you ever needed with his three piece suit and affectionate smile. He's patient, he tolerates you. He fears sin and obeys the law. He doesn't raise his finger at you. You know he'd make a good husband, a good father one day! But you don't love him, you respect him.
And then you can't choose either of them. You're pathetic now,bouncing back and then from the guy you want to guy you need like a ping pong ball.
I don't know whom you'd choose, I don't know whom I'd choose if I were you!

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

The way I see you

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 6:10 PM
They think you are a beast
They think you are disturbed
They think you are a threat

I think you are a savior
I think you are wounded
I think you are a blessing!


Tuesday, March 11, 2014

She's naturally gifted.

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 6:43 AM





Pride is the only natural ornament she can wear.
Smile is the only natural gift she can give.
Kindness is the only natural virtue she can share.
Motivation is the only natural force she can make.
Take it all, because you may never get the same!

Monday, March 10, 2014

A verse

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 7:16 AM
I found myself in the books I read, the music I listened to,the movies I watched.
I cherished myself for the compassion I had for the weak,lost and the disappointed.
I loathed myself for the silly mischief I did, lies I told and the pranks I pulled.
I one day will realize to truly love myself too, without
reasons,beyond limits and rules!

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Oh Heart! He's mine

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 8:28 PM

You are the nervous evening bounded by fears,I will embrace all your darknesses with a smile on my lips.

You are the luscious lie soothed with secrets,I could  consume all your blunders with a sparkle on my eyes.

You are the spellbinding arrow dipped in poison, let me face your attacks with a twinkle on my face.


You are the shining sun,the quenching night.

You are the shimmering stars and the peaceful moon.

 You are the untold story, you are the frozen vow!

 You are the craving I never can deny! 
 

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