šŸ«— Spilled Things

For everything I couldn’t hold in — poems, pieces, and feelings that leaked through the cracks.

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    What a Cruel Joke

    Since the day I heard— Getting engaged. On the day I was born? What a cruel joke. … Hadn’t I carried enough wounds, stitched into the fabric of my existence, that you had to carve this one too? Tell me—how do I celebrate? Do I light candles… or bury the ashes of something I once wished for? A day where joy and sorrow share the same emotion. What a cruel joke. … I honestly do fine—like, fine— until your smell, your name, a song, or something about you finds me… and tears me into pieces again. … It hurts in places Where my own hands can’t even reach. Like nothing helps…

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    Delicate Butterfly

    How could you choose someone you never liked? Can’t believe my intuition was actually that blind Did you run out of choices to make? Or was it a political move of some kind  I always saw you like a princess  Surviving this cruel mankind  If this is the actual life you ever dreamed of Why something doesn’t seem so aligned? I guess you were right about me having a different image of you, In my mind That you are SUCH a delicate butterfly,  Getting treated like a pawn of some kind Thinking if you’re sold for being a bad decision-maker Or you’re the actual buyer that never crossed my mind…

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    Why Don’t You Say It?

    Why don’t you say it?  If something is ripping you apartĀ  Why don’t you say it? If it’s deepening your scarsĀ  Why don’t you say it? If silence has been damaging so far? Why don’t you say it? If you desire a fresh start ? Why don’t you say it? If things ended in a bizarre Why don’t you say it?  How sorry you are ?Ā  Why don’t you say it? If you still crave my heartĀ  Why don’t you just say something, something to end this ongoing war? Just say a word…. Ray. K

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    A Knot

    Do you Remember when I called you my wife   proposing with a paper ring during a prom night? You laughed so hard and blew my mind , But promised to stay along  and hang tight? That lovely shade of white we booked in a bridal shop Thinking the day we exchange our vows will be bright? Each ceremony we practiced together and  you chose someone else  hiding it from my sight ?. Not gonna lie, The diamonds on your gown filled my eyes with tears  The second I got your married pictures drinking my beer Just wondering how years of love just faded away with a goodbye I still remember…

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    Birthdays!

    Remember those fights for a special dress, you never bought me for my birth day? Every year, how I used to declare which colour theme, I wanted so badly on this day? The way I wanted someone to surprise me, I used to do that for others in a special way remember the small gifts and cards made for you, on your happy returns of the day? how beautifully the house was decorated for party at night and gathering during the day?  I used to expect those lavish moments but only in private, without my say You tried your best not being perfect and I was always complaining in some…

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    Things You Could Do in my Healing Process

    A beautiful home we built together ,never thought would be crying alone in it,  All the memories and screams would be bearing alone in it, wishing you would stop me pulling my hair, and console me in such a mess, believe me, I expected these things you would do to heal me, in such a mess When I fold your small sized clothes, keep your letters close,  Talking to your pics alone and imagining your presence with rose,  Seeing you coming home, and console me in such a mess, believe me, I expected these things you would do to heal me, in such a mess. Have been living far from…

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    NO STRINGS ATTACHED

    No strings attached  was the first string we made Was it love ? was it friendship?Ā  could never differentiate, Definitely, strict rules were set  not to get hurt, Then, how this casual relationship  got so worst? I have lost touch of  all the brighter shades, Dark memory of laughs and  grumpy face never fades It was just a minute ago,  we were into this so deep Journey from letters to emails,  doesn’t help me sleep I remember, we made home  in each others’ heart, So, how come in a same street  we are living apart? You know I always wished  you never stay behind! Just wondering if I get lost, …