skystanzas

[skystanzas]

Love was to be unconditional yet to have it's taste I had to bargain

For the simple essence of care — I hid my tears, I hid my pain

For a pat on my back, I broke my bones to fit their palms

They told me not to write so I concealed the pens with which my heart used to calm

Somedays I am a thorn in their eyes

Somedays I am a nuisances despite my desperate cries

Somedays I wish to leave this despair

For I know now, I am not a heart made for care.

// AtSh

[skystanzas]

Itna tera intezaar kiya

Dil ko khafa sau baar kiya

Yet I stepped upon you glass like, fragile — love you held for me

You waited — you wait — and my thorns pierce me at the same spot, over and over like a wound too familiar to forget.

Each time my heart cries your name, my mind drags me back to silence...

For every moment you're carved into me — a petal withers, a leaf surrenders to dust

You're there

I'm here

And that distance?

It was never meant to be crossed.

Yun kuch aise mujhe mein samaaya wo

Meri rooh ko chhu liya magar mere zahen se utar gya

[skystanzas]

Tum the ki tha koi phool khila

Tum the ya mila tha mujhe naya jahaan

And the paths we chose together split with such a jolt, it left my soul fractured — bleeding quietly into tears. You claimed a piece of me, the broken yet whole, etched with your name on worn out wood across it's heart.

I whisper for your essense in the air and it vanishes into mist. My heart shivers in your memory, does your soul feel it too? The sudden quiver at the last bits of us? The tremble of your veins in the fragmented dream we built together?

Do pal ki ye dilo ki daataan

Aur phir chal diye tum kahan hum kahan

// AtSh

[skystanzas]

I was born with a cloak that hid away my inner turmoil, a stitch across my lips to silence down my screams.

You say you see me yet you've never looked past my practiced smile or calculated breaths.

My heart kept bleeding beneath your gaze; and when I dared to show you even a drop, your eyes flickered away.

I utter my truths in whisper, but your ears kept folding inwards.

I was born with a cloak

yet you....

you became the reason I never took it off.

— AtSh

[skystanzas]

The universe made me taste the thing I've always yearned the most — once, twice, thrice. And snatched it away everytime — in different ways, using different claws — scratching through my pericardium, yet the pieces remain, rotting and spreading the odour all across my heart chambers.

The claws are a reminder, perhaps — you don't deserve the blooming, only hailstorms are written your way — for I remain a servant of theirs and I crush my own heart.

// AtSh

[skystanzas]

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 stars align in a different way when I get to see you, constellations get distorted for the love I seek is not written in the universe's books. Yet everytime I look into those eyes, I get glimpse of vast galaxies.

Could I ever defy the fate of our hearts?

Or is it a sin to even wish that?

[skystanzas]

๋࣭ ⭑🦋๋࣭ ⭑ these eyes have bled enough for the sake of dreams, the house of love and the villas of care, those daydreams of being held. These hands are left with scars and endless tremors, did it beg too much? Begged to be caressed by people who gave these wounds? I wonder is there a soul anywhere, to look at me, into my tired eyes and say "You're safe here", maybe, my only sin is that I wish for too much, too much when I deserve nothing 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

[skystanzas]

I reach for you in the wreckage but you have made a home there

So I stand here by the window watching you enjoy your despair

I hear the laughter mixed with your cries for help

Yet you remained hidden — lost in sorrow, lost in self.

Everytime I call your name, the wind takes it before it reaches you

The echoes linger within me — tell me, do you wish to undo?

Your love is fierce, as are you — my ruin, my grave

Seeping into my veins, consuming me like a tidal wave.

I do not know how to love with half a heart, but I wish I did.

I hoped to drown in an ocean even universe had forbid.

Letting myself touch an essence so otherworldly, so enchanting

Now even the seas, the skies, the air — mock me, taunting.