Touch my soul,
pull me from the shadows
where silence, buried my all desires.


Caress me, my love.
Let your hand wander
through the aching quiet between my thighs.


Breathe light into my hollows,
shake the numbness from my bones.


Let’s explore each other’s skin
a million times, effortlessly...
as if we were made for this.


Let the world slip away.
Let it all unravel.
Let desire speak in a language only we know.


Because you, my love...
you are the storm in my stillness,
the chaos I crave.


Originally written by Micko.
All rights reserved.
29.April.2025.©️

I listened,
not because I was bored,
but because I cared.
I stayed,
not because I was lost,
but because my heart is rare.

You spoke of storms,
and I offered shelter.
You spoke of wounds,
and I offered love, not judgment.

Yet when the dust settled,
I realized...
some hearts seek a crowd,
but not a home.

So I folded my feelings like a letter,
unsigned, but full of truth.
And I walked,not in anger,
but in respect for my own soul.

Some exits are not slammed doors,
they are soft steps,
on paths lit by self-love...

Originally written by Micko.
29.April.2025 ©️

I love her more than I should,
quietly, desperately, too much.
I ghost her warmth,
not because I want to,
But to  trick my heart ,
to whisper I’m still free
not tethered,
to a lady who doesn’t even know,
she’s got me wrapped in her silence.

But once
Once our eyes meet,
I’m done.
I’m hers.
My pride? Gone.
My will? Weak.
My thoughts?

Drenched in her.
The feelings I have for her,
they’re not just deep...
They’re drowning me.

So tell me
Why the hell should I undress you
in my mind,
when I can’t even
have you in my life?
Why?
When I can’t even hold your name?
Why tease myself with a dream
That only ends in shame?


It's enough!
Out of this fantasy.
Out of this slow, sweet torture.
I crave normal days,
Thoughts that don’t revolve around her face.
But this thing I feel, it’s drowning me,
And she doesn’t even know
how far I’ve fallen.

This isn’t love, it’s a spell.
This is hell, it's  fire I never  asked to know.

Originally written  by Micko.
29.April.2025©️
All rights reserved.

Humans, so weird, yet so intricate and fragile,
The horrors they've caused, so vile!
Some see the world as a black and white tile,
That simple, that closed-minded, is how they think,
Their traditions, simply the link,
That stops others from putting a ring,
On their same-gender lover,
Force them to put on a stupid old cover,
Can't let a person love another,
Oh buy you would rather,
You would rather snap at her,
For loving some other,
Her.

They find you inferior, because you're you,
Escaped the binds they never could,
So they create fetters of hate,
And put you in them, why?
Because it isn't "normal,
Even though they're even though they're caged by belief,
That they're in the right,
When really, they're shooting the wings of
Lovebirds,
Just trying to love,
their
Lover.

But it's fine, dear lovebirds of the world,
Their "right and wrong", will be hurled,
What was once, absurd,
Your love, always undeterred,
The word, it'll be bettered,
For all to live in peace,
The hate, will cease,
Cease to even merely exist,
All of those homophobes, sexists,
Will lose their hate,
And we'll live in a world,
Peaceful, in harmony, and without
Prejudice.

Every time I said I wanted to die
it wasn't the truth, I wanted to live.
Because I love life, I love people,
I love making people smile,
I love being the reason somebody laughs
or feels loved.

See, I didn't wanna die
but a part of me was dying
because of all the abuse.
I wanted to be free
of all the hurt, free of the reality,
the person I love more than anything.
Never existed,
just an unfortunate ghost.

I didn't wanna die
but a part of me did.

Fighting those demons,
the ones that whispered in my ear,
the ones that tore at my soul,
I held on tight to hope,
to the belief that one day
the pain would go away.

But it didn't.

And so, I wore a mask,
a smile that hid the tears,
laughter that drowned out the screams.
I became the master of pretending,
the expert at deception.

Yet, beneath it all,
beneath the laughter and smiles,
the truth remained,
a silent scream that echoed
through the depths of my being.

I didn't wanna die
but a part of me did.

And now, as I pen these words,
I'm not searching for sympathy,
or a knight in shining armor.
I simply want to be heard,
to let my pain have a voice,
to acknowledge that it existed.

Because within that pain,
that darkness that threatened to consume,
a flicker of hope remained.
A tiny flame that whispered,
"Keep fighting, keep living,
for there is love and joy yet to be found."

So, I won't give in to the darkness,
to the lies that whisper in the night.
I'll fight with every breath,
with every beat of my heart,
to reclaim my life, my happiness,
my freedom from the shadows that haunt.

See, every time I said I wanted to die
it wasn't the truth, I wanted to live.

You act kind,

Say you don't care,

Get me to trust you,

Which is more than unfair



But what gained my trust,

Once kind words,

Now disfigured with disgust.



Hate the sin not the sinner you say

What nonsense,

But most importantly,

What sin?



I am but another child of God

Flesh and blood same as you,

Created as he intended

How is that a sin?

For I am no mistake,

No accidental occurrence.

Certainly not by God's hands.



A sinner minus the sin is but a person,

Laced with uncertainty,

Riddled with distrust,



What a cruel world we live in.

Society has done this to her,

Forced her to shoulder this burden

Normalized this hate,



But if you take a step back and look,

Her love is just the same as anyone else's,

Young,

Pure,

Sweet,

And .

Painful,

Yet for her its farther away

Because of the things people say,

Hateful people have done this

Drilled the supposed norms into her head,

What a cruel world we live in.



Love which was created to bring utmost happiness,

Is yet to be accepted in all forms.

What a cruel world this is.