duskytaless
duskytaless
Dusk Tales
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Hi, welcome to my blog. I'm 24, a hopeless romantic and a overthinker with unfathomable trust issues. In my blog, you will find quotes, poetry, and dusk photos. Feel free to check my other social media. Wattpad: @dusktaless Instagram: @dusktalesss
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duskytaless · 10 months ago
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I waited with patience
I upgraded myself countless times
Because they said, only the best gets the elixir
They lied, or perhaps, time has changed
A savage play is going on
Everyone is drunk in it
They're reducing the value of every pure thing
And lauging at those who still value them
I feel lost; I refuse to believe
All my preparations went in vain
I still choose to hope for the best
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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When I'm not busy surviving, I will listen to songs
I will open a notebook to write a letter to my lover
I will smell the flowers and breathe a little more
My heart will be loud. My mind will be calm
I will put on the rain boots
And plod on the soft earth in the backyard
One by one, I will pick the fresh berries
In the evening, I'll make jam with them
I will hang the fairy lights on the walls
To distract them from the memories
Which are full of my cries
My books, covered in dust, are on the bedside table
I will read them before sleep grows heavier on my eyelids
And when I'm not busy surviving, I will live
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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Someone's exit from life is a change at its basic level. And change is uncomfortable at first. The assurance is that it gets better when we accept it.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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That was it.
The noise inside her head vanished.
She, finally, heard the world.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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Think, nobody has dared to measure how much a heart can hold. Its ability to hold is infinite. Choose the things to keep in it carefully.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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Life is a pie. Happiness, sadness, apathy, regrets, victory, and loss are all portions of it. If you look from distance, rather than focusing on the triangles, it's a whole circle.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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I see
You are not a friend
You walked into my life veiled in innocence
You acted as a victim to incite my tenderness
So, you can push your hook deep into my flesh
I see myself now
Stab marks all across my skin
Small, but many in numbers
How did you do it? Was I blindsided?
I must say, I'm amazed
You call yourself a victim
When in real life, you're a sly demon
Damn!
I lost so much by feeding your still heart
My veins have dried up
I tried to runaway, hearing your footsteps
No use, you catch me, caress my skin
Your eyes shine as you admire the wounds on it
I'm paralysed to move away
When you rub a fresh spot on my skin
I feel the familiar horror flowing down my spine
You dig in your blood-stained hook
I pray now for myself
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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Ruins
I know this place, filled with ruins
Twigs rising from moss-covered from concrete beams, dew-soaked earth
It's cold and wet, not so pleasant to come in
Hardly any light here
It's twilight for 12 months
Neither Sun nor the moon rises on the sky here
Are you asking about how it sounds?
No sound, Pin-drop silence
You'll yearn to hear even the sound of an insect
It's abandoned
Standing still like a slap on the face
Of gardens and cottages I have built.
I had a palace here once
One day, it crumbled
I cried for years, being stuck under the debris
Sniffing the dust with my broken ribs
Nobody heard, nobody came
I thought I would die
Until one day, the beam felt lighter to push away
I stood up, patted the dust away from my clothes
Followed a narrow trail out of this place
How am I back here again?
I don't recall taking the trail back
In fact, I kept myself away
Now, where's the trail?
There it is, but why can't I move?
I am glued to the earth
My clothes are soaked in dew
I'm weeping like a kid, holding knees to my chest
How do I go out this time?
Will the earth loosen its grip on me?
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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Armor Down
No ego, no denial
Here, I'm sitting with empty hands
Yes, I feel stupid for liking you
I'm naive to fall for you in just a few days
I'm blind; I didn't see you are just none
I'm deaf not to hear what you actually said
I'm slow; I didn't understand what you actually wanted
Now, I'm sitting with empty heart
And a mind drenched in shame
What was I thinking?
Isn't it the ludicrous thing you ever heard?
You must be wondering
She looked so sharp, but it turns out,
Just another airhead
I didn't want to lose it
Why do I feel so small in front of you?
Why do I think my worth is linked to
If I'm desirable to you or not
What part of myself is so malnourished
That you cut right in to spread the rot
How do I take my respect back?
Tell me, how will I forget the shame?
Here, I'm lying with all my armor down.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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Life is an experience to take. And it's made of both disasters and miracles.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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I want to stop looking over my shoulder
I'm growing sick of always being my guard
Can you feel the weight on my shoulder?
Yeah, my spine is bending
You heard the rash breathing,
Didn't you?
Take it off
Free me
Are you hearing?
I want to stop feeling vulnerable
Like an open wound need protection all the time
Throw this weight of my shoulder
I can't take it anymore
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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This time when love knocks at your door
I hope, you're brave enough to open it
I hope you aren't scared, anxious, unsure
To show your home whose natural charm is robbed
I hope, you don't think too much
Or worry about what's coming next
Is it the end?
I hope, you live every moment to the fullest
And let all hurt, fear, hatred, and ego melt away
Because this love is thoughtful
It will fill up your cup, but will not overflow it
Because this time, when love will arrive
It will erase the signs of destitute from your home
So, I hope this time, for even one last time,
You will have faith and allow love flow into your life
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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It's funny how I was in love with the hope of us all this time. The hope didn't let me see you don't even care. The hope compelled me to empty my cup and fill yours. The hope is constantly urging me to call you again. It's the hope that wretched me.
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duskytaless · 1 year ago
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I'm done with people who want something from me. Someone who wants me is what I want. Nothing less or more than it.
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duskytaless · 2 years ago
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And I keep running in to dangers, so I keep meeting you.
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duskytaless · 2 years ago
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For Mumbai
We are breathing, not in sync
Your breathing is laboured
Burning my face
You can barely stay still
Your musculor arms are shaking around me
Darling, I am worried; you can collapse anytime
I touch your face
Your eyes are bloodshot, locked with mine
There's a cry of help in your eyes
You are yearning to be free
Free from the weight on your back
To dissolve the clots in your arteries
To blow out the thick black smoke from your lungs
You are wretched
They have ruined you, we have ruined you
I wish I could help
My heart is breaking
I'm as useless as the humans who stomps on your chest for centuries
My lips quiver
You grab my hand on your chest
You bring it to your lips, kiss it
And I whispered
I am right here if you collapse
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duskytaless · 2 years ago
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It's sick. I want you to fall in love with me because I want validation that I am loveable.
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