Every starless night arises
The rigid feelings beneath my ribs can't be pared
It is always alongside the beast
My eyes are full of desire
My hands dull and stiff
All I can see is the barren land

Wandering where's the place
I should lay down this head?
Drowned by punishment, I found nothing
In the depths of my deflection, I seek inside
What deserves to be embraced?

While on my bones
darkness carved precisely
The sturdy dance and reckless getaway
Adorned by whisper, the devil's own
I betrayed the war within myself
Back to back, against the storm

But the divine sheds light on me

Leads my way to this home
Where flowers gracefully bloom.

I fight for reborn
Demanding my own honour
by blood and name

For now, I see it
Their existence is my sacred salvation
A reminder that life is worth adoring
For all of you,
My beloved kingdom and family.

In the deep sea, where a single ray fell,
I saw your eyes — glowing like precious pearls.

How many thunders must have rumbled...
to craft such lightning into your form?

You wear the hue of a goddess in dance,
and in a single blink,
I was captured —
as if a million stars gathered
just to swirl beside your ear.

Not in seven notes of music,
nor in the seven realms of existence,
have I ever heard anything
like the melody of your laughter.

The wind that touched your hair
became the breath of life itself.
The breeze that kissed your skin —
even the trees shivered and laughed with joy.

Perhaps day and night were born
only to compete for a glimpse of you.

What drunken trance was God in,
to create you with such beauty?

Did He kiss you with rain
to quiet His own longing,
after crafting a flower like you?

Even a withered flower
gains fragrance
just by sharing the air you exhale.

Was it just to witness your beauty
that God gave man the gift of sight?
Or was it jealousy,
that made Him lock flowers behind fences —
so none may rival you?

With so much desire in His design,
why, then, did He leave you alone on Earth?

How angry might He be,
watching me gaze upon you with such longing?

Yet I feel no fear,
only a tiny hesitation in my heart...

O daughter of the Divine —
Even if it takes a thousand lifetimes of penance,
I shall win your love
as a blessing earned.

Isn't the sunrise lovely:
"I still love you, but I won’t hold you back."

It captures that quiet ache of letting go with grace. The sunrise here symbolises acceptance, the start of a day without them, and the painful beauty of moving forward.

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We were talking, we were laughing,
We walked down the street together,
Looked up at the sky, shining,
Isn't the moon lovely, my forever?

It's hard to keep love a secret, for sure,
Yet I chose not to tell your eyes divine,
For your worth is inestimable, mon amour,
I'm dying to hold your hands and call you mine.

You make me complete, you're my home,
Your aroma, your gestures, your spark, oh so sweet,
With you, I find solace, never to roam,
Your presence, my sanctuary, is all I need.