Overhaul to a conked out spirit

I utter to him
He utters to me.
My sensitivity, it engorges
and solicits to be gratis.
Does he distinguish what's turn out to be of me?
He slaps and thrust
thumps in abundance
I make out damn well, that it possibly will mar more.
I attempted not to sob and not illustrate the ache
But insightfully down I identify he's captivating this amusement.
To me he's ideal but oh so extremely futile.
I will by no means, ever over draw closer this soreness.
I'm nil but a blow bag, to satisfy his antagonism’s eagerness
I clutch my armrest, and shuffle off to my family.
They inquire what's erroneous
I lie and articulate I knock down.
Why do I persistently set off throughout with this agony?
These moans are for him, and so as to I anticipate he knows.
These sentiments, this soreness... why ought to it demonstrate?
If I conceal it away, I'd be deceitful to myself.
He's offensive and pitiless
And my folks commence to be troubled
They're alarmed that he'll grounds the decease of me.
It fetch me to snuffle, because I distinguish that they're precise.
They say "Tread out of bed!" They advise me to brawl!
I enlighten them the reality "I won’t be able to"
It would shred me away from each other.
So I toddle off to my room, and undertake to patch up my kaput heart
But for how long ?

By aza

Bamboozle by the feel of fondness

I came home tattered and battered
I was down and out puzzled
How could a person I had cherished
Clutch my flimsy heart to misuse
He persistently said "you're the one for me"
And I felt too profoundly to glimpse
The tactless fiend
He would soon twirl out to subsist

You'd assume one more sickbay stopover would accomplish it
No added blows, no added smacks
But I went back to the equivalent chap
One more dreadful gaze, one more flap crash
I was blinded by the acidic ecstasy
But how could you find irresistible on a person that performs this

I, as a final point, menace to abscond and dig up sensibly
He assumed he'll change, just one more one, of his deceit
He said his rage dilemma will set off
And he beseech for me to hang about
But why I stayed, no one be familiar with
This offensive life is what I had prefered
But not anymore……..

By: Aza

My Dream Boy

I like people who are

more than 5. 2"

understanding

caring

give me love

try to solve problems by talking

talks sweetly

cuddling

good looking

educated

responsible

consider me as a friend before lover

respect friends

exchange thoughts

have sometime together

have sometime with friends

pray five times a day

respect my thoughts, although does not like it

be politely

express views

trust me

By aza

TIME VERSUS MEMORIES....

A young lady,

missing the pieces of life,

trying to collect the scattered pictorials,

to reunite them



A hope in her

to look back on to

those beautiful memories

she had



A tear rolled

down her cheek

as she remember

those sweet moments

those cuddles

those laughs hahahaaaa!!!



Time never stays as it is

not for long

phases of life changes

social relationships grow

and some are left behind



The young lady asked her self

"where are those chit chat mates?"

no reply came back



either she had gone too far

or they had...

But one fact left with her is

she misses them,

she is left all alone,

she needs them,

and she is in search of them

However, practically she cannot roll back time

what she could do is stick with those memory

wishing them happiness......

By Aza

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