A happy woman,the world knows
tears on the pillow show another aspect
Thick skin on the outside
With inside as fragile as butterfly

In the hustles and bustle
In eyes brimmed with indifference
My pain would be understood
May be one day
The coat of happiness, my attire
Some body would see beyond that guile
Worthlessness,hollowness,emptiness
All sort of Ephemera has occupied the heart
Would somebody see beyond that deceit?
May be one day
Culprits still roaming free, menace for many
Don't speak,what would the world say
Her foggy brain,her teary eyes inquire
Was it her fault?Dead silence scares her
She would be relieved of her agony
May be one day
Fear occupies crannies of heart,
If somebody foundout the truth?
A beautiful child with blackened aura
Has a dark secret hidden with her
The truth may reveal itself
Alleviating her of the pain
May be one day
She would rise above all this

Morning is such a desperate lover.
How else could she make
you meet her if she didn't
steal your dreams at night?

Clink clink clink! Out thou comest little genie
Broken is mine heart, not one time but three
So grant me three a wish and may that be
Fly aloft and take these ****** tears with thee


Mine keen eyes captured by the hands of doom
guts wrenched in light of mephistopheles' gloom
A dark solo rider in hue of a hero assumed
Beguiled the young heart is now encaged, entombed

Lo! Take the glass heart and travel afar
Drop it where hungry vultures and eagles are
Pour my light into his blackness like a shining star
Pour it to the end of his every remaining cigar

seek me then in the lands of madness within
Resting as the corpse bride I always have been

I scratch the neon paper with thoughts in my mind-
The way you scathed laboured wood under dim candle light.
Clueless to my aptitude the falsity of what is new
What I know is- You, not you but your marvelous craft-
papyrus paper and pen, quill to bound book.

How to stay the same while changing

How to be the calm and the chaos

How to adventure far while staying close to home

How to love

How to be loved

How to fear while remaining blissfully unafraid

How to feel while showing nothing at all

How to be human

Your fine eyes and lively wit
first caught his attention,
your light, lush figure
he discerned upon closer inspection.

You then had the audacity
to speak your mind,
to tell your unwanted suitor
where to go.

Nonetheless, what did he find?
A young lady brimming
with charm and intelligence,
a country girl of unrivaled specialness.

And hither came his letter,
an eye-opening missive,
a charitable benediction
that proved redemptive.

Here your prejudice began to be
worked on for the better,
its constant hold relenting
until it unfettered altogether.

His agony of rejection
soon warred against his pride,
his ardency for you
could not be denied.

A chance encounter
and you were
at once astonished
at what your heart did reveal,

his intense stare warmed your cheeks,
his kind words
and acts of goodness
then sealed the deal.

You could love no other.
And in this blissful denouement
you agreed to become his wife and lover.
Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy, Mistress of Pemberley...