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scarsofthemoon · 2 months
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There is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.
people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.
- "Love Is A Dog From Hell"
Charles Bukowski
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scarsofthemoon · 6 months
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Tonight it's different. Tonight he is drunk and she is beside him. Tonight the walls weep as the white sheets get stained with a different shade of red. Tonight another God loses His immortality and another woman attains salvation. Whilst I sleep. And sleep. And SLEEP ...
...
(The lingering teardrop finally falls off)
~A letter which will remain unposted 💌
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scarsofthemoon · 6 months
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Sometimes I drunk text him saying him all my heart's content without filters. I blabber. He listens. Then he gently wraps the blanket around me and wipes off the tears from my left eye.(the right eye wears the teardrop as a sparkling diamond in the corner of the eyelid. It never falls). On certain lonely nights, his hands work smoothly under the covers... it rains. Next morning I realize "scars" can be treasured too. Red scars engraved on the layers of your epidermis which are now purple. I scrub and scrub until my skin wears off but his essence doesn't fade away. (I'm a woman. I'm incomplete without a man's stains of dominance love)
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scarsofthemoon · 6 months
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//'Cause I was born to be the other woman//
As the night gets darker, the rusty clock hanging from the wall ticks indistinctly until it strikes 2 am and I finally get up and start hitting the glass with the hammer. Bloody fingernails, bruised knuckles, broken glass and time standstill ...... An intense "sonorous silence" getting louder with every metallic beat playing in the bottom of my mind. I get into the shower and watch the water drops trickling down my skin slowly giving me burns. (It feels the same when he pours molten lava on my beating heart though). I stare deep into the half fogged mirror. But I don't recognize the reflection anymore. The droopy eyes with deep eyebags and dark circles, the ruffled hair with split ends, the peeled off lips which have turned bloody by now and SCARS. I wonder why the colour of blood and love, both are RED.
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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Love doesn't need to last a lifetime for it to be real. You can't judge the quality of a love by the length of time it lasts. Everything dies, love included. 
-Our Chemical Hearts
Krystal Sutherland
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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Love doesn't need to last a lifetime for it to be real. You can't judge the quality of a love by the length of time it lasts. Everything dies, love included. 
-Our Chemical Hearts
Krystal Sutherland
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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আজ এই বৃষ্টিস্নাত বিহানে
আছে কোকিলের কুজন,
আছে দালানে বসে থাকা পায়রাদের কোলাহল
আছে উঠোন ভরা হিম ঘনা
নৈশব্দের মধ্যেও রয়েছে প্রকৃতির হরবোলা শব্দে�� হাতছানি।
নেই শুধু তুমি।
কিন্তু আছে তোমার স্মৃতির ছোঁয়া
আমার অলংকারের সিঞ্জনে।
আছে তোমার স্মৃতির ছোঁয়া ধূসর কুয়াশার বুকে।
আছে তোমার স্মৃতির ছোঁয়া এই রামধনুর
বহুবর্ণ আলক ছটায়।
তবুও নেই তুমি।
রূপোলী হিজল সাখা
মেখেছে আলোর রেখা
দূরে ভেসে আসা শানাইয়ের স্বর
মনে করিয়ে দেয় তোমার কথা।
তালপাতায় লেগে থাকা এক বিন্দু মুক্ত দানা
জাগিয়ে তোলে তোমায় দেখার পিপাসা
নিরাশার অপর নাম কি সত্যিই ভালোবাসা ?
তুমি ছিলে মোর শান বাঁধানো নৌকা
আমি ছিলেম তোমার যাত্রী,
আজ এই বৃষ্টিস্নাত বিহানে
প্রকৃতির নৈশব্দের কোলাহলে
সত্যিই কি কোথাও লুকিয়ে
নেই তুমি?
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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Shall i compare our forbidden glory to the turquoise tapestry of tulip twilight?
Or shall i compare our eternal love's beauty to the shimmering supple and silky starlight?
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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The sun today melts on the tip of tongue in twilight which reminded me of days we spent back in july// The sun's last orange sunrays painted the nature with your love filled hues// The dandelions and daffodils dancing beside the sparkling lake glittered with the shimmers of eternity// All of them reminded me of your hazel curls which flirted with the sultry air// your honey glazed eyes laced with deep black kohl blinked at me// you carried galaxies of poetry within the curls of your mystic mascara lashes// Dimples formed on the corner of your blushing rose gold cheeks when you smiled at me// The flower bracelets on your cotton wrists delineated stories of the untold mysteries// Your silver plated anklets tinkled with the sounds of eternity// I saw sparks of forever in the sparkle of your eyes// All these memories brought a misty teardrop in my eyes// So my beloved, if my soul succumbed to my doom today, would you sit beside me on the lush green coarse of grass and watch one last summer sunset with me?
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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So my beloved, if my soul succumbed to my doom today, would you sit beside me on the lush green coarse of grass and watch one last summer sunset with me?
~from your forbidden love 🌈
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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যে থেকে গেছে সে জানে
কে যে চলে গেছে বিহানে
ব্যথা ভেঙ্গে বেচাকেনা কিছুতেই মনে থাকে না দেনা জমেছে উজানে....
Sharanya 🥀
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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যে থেকে গেছে সে জানে
কে যে চলে গেছে বিহানে
ব্যথা ভেঙ্গে বেচাকেনা কিছুতেই মনে থাকে না দেনা জমেছে উজানে....
Sharanya 🥀
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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Ab ke hum bichde toh shayad kabhi khwabon mein mile
Jis tarah sookhe hue phool kitabo mein mile
Sharanya🥀
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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Bikharne ka mujhko shauq hai bada
Samete ga mujhko tu bata zara
Sharanya 🥀
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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Akhir aa hi gaya woh raat jiska barson se tha hume intezaar,
Aj aapse barson baad phir se hogi jo mulakaat!
Aankhon mein tanhaayi ki parchhayi lekar khade hain hum aapke muntazir mein,
Apko kya khabar ki kaise beetein mere yeh barah mahein!
Aap ke liye honge woh kuch pal
Lekin mere liye toh woh the sau saal!
Mohabbat ki ummed ab toh nahi hain aapse
Bass thodi lihaz ki aas mein baithe hain hum aapki chah mein!
Saz-e-dil ko sambhalna ab humare bass mein nahi
Daaman jo bhar chuka hain sawalon se jinka jawab kisi ke pass nahi.
Mohabbat na sahi, kadar na sahi
Kam se kam kaifiyaat toh pooch liya karte
Haal-e-dil ki baandh suraagon ko ekbar khodh ke toh dekhte!
Dil todna shayad apki riwayaat hain
Lekin hum toh apke mukhalif nahi-
Humne toh bass apse ba-dastoor mohabbat ki hain
Humari har ek saans apke naam likhi hain!
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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She danced and giggled with all her heart
But little did they know about the storm brewing in her tiny heart!
~Sharanya 🥀
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scarsofthemoon · 1 year
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The coral sunrays melting on the ripples of the caramel river today reminded her of days
spent under Aphrodite's holy gaze.
When there was no tumultuous turbulence
And she was safe in the lap of nature's giddy grace!
Her head was full of little blurry stars
When there was no one to sprinkle salt over her raw bleeding scars!
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