What the heart wants. 

There’s no right path,

Nor a rule book that dictates,

What the heart can and cannot desire.

There’s never a right person,

Nor the right time,

Two hearts simply come together when they do.

There’s no right kind of love,

To each his own,

Some last and some don’t.

And the ones that never make it,

And their memories that lie buried deep within,

Are ironically more cherished.

© Abirami

Complete 

Have you ever felt so complete?

A heart so full that it could explode,

Into little pieces of nerve wrecking joy.

Sometimes it’s a good thing

To feel the weight of the world on your shoulders,

If it is your little girl asking for rides on your back.

Sadness can be a happy emotion

When it is felt for the loss of a loved one

You are lucky to have loved and lost.

Shot up nerves is the rawest of passion

When you’re on that first date,

And you can’t get over his smile.

© Abirami

Parting of the Ways

The worst kind of fall,

Is when you give your all.

It shatters your bones

And muffles your moans.

In a lover’s way

Comes unexpected barriers.

For the heart that swears to stay,

If often the one that wavers.

As if promises of forever

Are only made to be broken.

There is no hope for love

Unless time stands frozen.

© Abirami

The Break-Up

She decided to bite the bullet and return his things.

T-shirts, Keys and a lot of memories were packed.

Just as she started to walk away from his door where she had dropped off the boxes, her phone chimed.

“What about my heart?”,read the text message.

© Abirami

Love and Pain 

You can break my heart,

Time and again.

Let it shatter to pieces,

And shower like the pouring rain.

Take the half,

That belonged to you then,

Scribe on it a scarlet letter-

My love for you that died unspoken.

Whether it’s love or pain,

They’re both a throb to the heart.

Whether you knew or not,

It still would have broken me apart.

© Abirami

The Dream

Every night, we meet in a recurring dream.

Making new promises, to redeem.

Your eyes locked on mine,

Our fingers entwine;

Two hearts beat as one,

All the masks are undone. 

I couldn’t walk, but with you I fly. 

Amongst the stars setting fire to the sky. 

© Abirami. 

Triggered

It’s not about what you say,

Or the things you do

Every second you breathe

I am triggered by you.

It’s either loving or hating

There’s no in between

I can’t live with you, or without you

How can you be so nice, yet mean?

You’ve got my heart jumping ropes

You toy with my hopes

Then you sweep me off my feet

Making this circle repeat.

© Abirami

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