I’m done

Silhouettes of criticism

Ghosts of haters

Lies of sweet tongues

Lectures of feigned sages

Demons of fear

Limits of witty lunatics

I’m done with all dramas

I ain’t gonna stop

till I rise as a burning star.

This is my last peace treaty

My ink won’t stop bleeding

under the ruling pressure.


P.S. Dear sweet bloggers, I’ll be away from WordPress for awhile. Till then stay happy & blessed.πŸ’«

With lots of lovely wishes 🌸

_ Lily

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Loving Liya

Liya’s white cheeks turned red, she was crying, babbling reasons and our past promises and texts. If somebody had asked me how would you feel when the world would collapse to end, then surely it was the feeling, watching my girl sleeping with other guy. I was praying, it might be a nightmare. It wasn’t. I couldn’t blame the guy, he didn’t force her to cheat on me. It was Liya’s own choice. An intentional mistake or sin! She was uttering sorry and Don’t leave me repeatedly like an insane. I wasn’t a metahuman to tolerate such heavy weight of deception with my little heart. The guy sought forgiveness from me, he cleared that he had no idea Liya already had me. Liya made him to trust that she loved him and there was no one except him. Oh my Liya, what you have done!

“You only have to ask that you like someone else. I would have walked away. All I want your happiness.” _ My words were broken, perplexed with sadness.

“No, no.. I want you in my life. I have done mistake. Forgive me, please!” _ Liya wasn’t the same girl anymore whom I had been known from childhood.

We played together, grew up together, we became friends then fell in love. I was in illusion that I was the only person who knew her in and out. Now I was nothing more than a stranger to her. She might forget her promise but my vow wasn’t fickle.

“Liya, I remember my words. No matter what I loved you yesterday, I love you today and I’ll be loving you to all the morrows. If it’s a mistake then hold my hand dear and get out of here.” _ I said with firm voice. It took so much strength of my shattered heart to lock the pain inside.

It has been one month, Liya is like before again, an innocent face with the sweetest smile. Whenever I see her beautiful face, I forget the pain which she gifted me. I cry in lonely midnight for her treachery but still I love her no matter what and she is going to be my beautiful wife soon.

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