Smoke words every day.

[215] Afraid

December 13, 2018by Rahul Gaur10 Comments

ever since i lost my dreams i’ve learned to sleepwalk in the darkit’s familiar, learning to walk againshades of light, i try to hold on againcries of melting flashes of emotions that we hold sacred in our minds it’s a secret unknown how we get lost and then we find ourselves again in the process [...]

[214] Seasonal Heartbreak

December 8, 2018by Rahul Gaur12 Comments

Seasonal heartbreak merry go round I will wait in your mind till you are tired of wasting times that you are chasing time that you lost teardrops fall like raindrops fall on the balcony of our demise Why do we go around to be hurt all the time All this while we could have been [...]

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[213] The Tale of an Imposter Part 2

December 4, 2018by Rahul Gaur1 Comment

All that i’ve felt I can’t really say All that i’ll feel hides in my mind So what i really say is just what you feel and my words acting as a vessel for our beings Memories blocked out Lost in a haze of clouds I don’t feel like coming down I imitate the one [...]

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[212] I Was Never There

December 1, 2018December 1, 2018by Rahul Gaur22 Comments

Can you just come over here And let me in to your little world And tell me things that I have missed Things that I should have learned Whisper in how you’ve grown And how you’ve moved on to better things Scream inside the sweet nothings Of the things we left behind Its the future [...]

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[211] You’re All I Know

November 30, 2018November 30, 2018by Rahul Gaur5 Comments

Your paint has spilled all over my words I don’t know what to do delay your love for me I don’t know what to doI could probably write about better things but i seem to fall back to you You seem to be lost trying to find your wandering smile I’ve been trying to do [...]

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[210] Past vs Present

November 28, 2018by Rahul Gaur6 Comments

For all i learn everyday I forget a little in return Vivid memories fail to rise when new experiences fight The ones that stay hide behind return to knock me down on the darkest days when they can step out in the familiarity of yesterday

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[209] beautiful things don’t ask for attention

November 26, 2018November 26, 2018by Rahul Gaur12 Comments

Distorted voices play in reverse The sound of my waking comes in the form of a storm outside Is it morning or is it night? I can’t figure it out My brain’s got me pinned down Disorientation of my waking extends throughout the day and melts into the night of my irregular beating heart Who [...]