He was the devil, his curse was He was a worshiper, her body his altar They represented disdain through all who knew them But she was a drug and He was addicted Drip drip, all sinned in their own way. Advertisements
In order to expose my heart and truly write, I must release you- my old self, pulling me back This is not about me, It was never meant to be a way to gain recognition, Another way for me to perform On a stage, some sort of exhibition. Yet I find myself hesitating to write
I did everything, of which I was against of But that’s ok, as I was in love Even the small nitty gritty things Is causing us pain now. Which earlier we used to adore, so much. My mind is in one place but my heart longs for another How can I let you go when
Being an addict of Your touch, your taste, your scent It’s not easy for me to get over it so soon as it was for you. You’ll learn that kisses do not bind And presents don’t mean a thing It’s true love you want to find But he’s off on another fling
I’m gonna sit on your lap make you get hard I know you hate disobedience but the punishments make me smile I want to make you mad so you can take it out on me once you get me tied up tonight we won’t be getting any sleep Your eyes just turned so dark tell
I sent out a flare Out in the open sky Hoping someone would see it And rescue me, From my devastating self.
Even though he could never be mine What’s the harm in loving him from afar, watching his subtle moves as I know, he won’t survive for much without needing me. – © Pia Majumdar
There seemed to be a loving little prayer In their voices, even when they called him ‘Dad.’ Though the man was never heard of anywhere, As a hero, yet somehow understood He was doing well his part and making good; And you knew it, by the way his children had Of saying ‘Father, Even though
What is this place I describe above? Are you wondering what I speak of? What is this place? It’s not disgrace, This place is called LOVE. From your soft gentle touch to the smile on your face Is there any wonder why you make my heart race? I love the taste of your lips sweeping
I wish that I did not know Where all broken lovers go Hold my hand tight I will lead you to the end.
In 2015, I lost myself It started to happen slowly, not all at once I’ve lost myself because I longed to be, Someone and something who was not me. All the things I wished became a part of me, And I lost my prior existence eternally. The one you see before you isn’t me, It
Who said I haven’t tasted wine? I tasted your lips, and got drunk The taste is so powerful, I got drunk without drinking the wine. It’s never too late to tell how you feel acting out in love is more than words make real I’m not afraid to tell you I love you til the
Remember those ‘dabba’ days when we used to share ours together without caring who thought what of us judging with their hungry eyes. Remember those ‘dabba’ days when the teacher turned his back on his we immediately started to gorge on food opening tiffins without thinking what was inside. Remember those ‘dabba’ days when my
Once we had a staring competition We stared in each other’s eyes For a long time, we didn’t move But when we did Our lips touched And we both lost the contest Together. © Pia Majumdar
You know what troubles me? Your eyes, Even when we are together Your eyes wanders off Never looking in mine With the same warmth As mine holds. © Pia Majumdar
Once Storm was a little girl No one loved her As she bought heavy destruction with her Wherever she went. She couldn’t love the man Who yearned for her touch How could she have loved him? When she knew, even with the slightest touch He won’t survive her curse. © Pia Majumdar
You are a mystery, like the infinite night sky, While I was trying to uncover the truth, You wrapped me in galaxies of your love. © Pia Majumdar
Hello friends, whatsup everyone, how’s your day going so far?? My day went awesome, well if you call studying whole day awesome then that’s exactly how I spend my days. Sooo boring ri8? Wish I did fun 😉 Anyways many of you have asked me why I don’t post my pictures, or of my partner,
I can see your bare soul When I look into your eyes. Screaming for some undivided love As it already sustained a broken heart once But can’t accept another one The flinching pain is too much Even though his eyes never waver From her undistinguishable face Never cried or begged for attention His soul weeps
What are we? What are we made of? We are the small entity Floating among the vast universe Which makes me realize How small my problems are Yet, we are still worried About divided lands Sigh…..
Falling asleep in his arms Resting my head on his shoulder Feeling safe, and calm It’s the best thing to ever happen to me. But when he rests his head on my shoulder, I have this sudden urge To protect this innocent soul From all the darkness Lurking behind the shadows. © Pia Majumdar
Once upon a time In a beautiful little cottage There lived a young princess Her heart filled with love Kindness, empathy and all those qualities This set her apart from the rest Made her even more humane And then came a dashing prince Who wooed her all the way And then finally Broke her heart
They said that opposites attract But you and me We are miles apart from each other Yet we reside in each other’s soul We made it work, leaving people With no words to say. © Pia Majumdar
I am writing our love story Upon the stars, for everyone to read Not to insinuate jealousy But to preserve my story Forever among the stars Alive forever, even after we are gone What can I do? I am a hopeless romantic.
The person you love should be where you can calm your soul. Does that scare you a little? Good. He should make you fear his love, So that when he lets you be a part of it, You won’t take it lightly He should remind you Of the beauty that brings the storm Residing, in