Stark's World

In the very complicated shade of my souls, you are the hidden chamber, the sacred vessel where a piece of my essence resides.  In the profound magic of our connection, you became my Horcrux, holding fragments of my being, forever entwined in the alchemy of love.

A heart encased in icy walls, Where loneliness echoes in its halls. A long, cold winter he's endured, Each day a battle, barely cured. He sees them come and then depart, Leaving a void within his heart. He longs for warmth, a hand to hold, But fears the hurt, the story untold. Trust, a fragile bird with wings so frail, He cages it, fearing it will fail. For opening up is like a dare, To expose the wounds he keeps with care. A hug, a touch, a gentle embrace, Might shatter him, reveal his face. His tears, like rivers, long suppressed, Ready to flood, finding no rest. So he remains within his shell, A lonely boy, living in hell. Yearning for a love, sincere and pure, To mend his soul, forever sure. One day, perhaps, a ray of light, Will pierce the darkness, ever bright. And in that moment, he'll finally see, Love that sets him free.

In shadows cast by a moon's soft glow, A boy, lost in a world of ebb and flow. His heart, a canvas of hues untold, Lonely whispers, stories yet unfold. Through misty dreams, where tears may fall, He wanders, seeking a love to call. A melody of sorrows in his chest, Yet hope persists, a resilient guest. In solitude, he finds his way, A journey danced in shades of gray. Through valleys low and mountains high, He yearns for love to draw nigh. Alone, but not defeated, he stands, A sculptor of fate, with hopeful hands. In every tear, a chance to heal, A kaleidoscope of emotions is real. Sadness weaves a dosser of blue, Yet joy emerges, a golden hue. He waits, a patient, tender dove, For love to descend from skies above. With each heartbeat, a story to tell, Of a boy who learned to break his shell. In quiet moments, where dreams converge, He discovers the power of love's surge. So let the winds of fate conspire, To lift his spirit, ever higher. For in the dance of stars above, A love...

In every heart, a void we find, A space that craves, a love entwined, For all men incomplete, it's clear, Without a woman's love held near. Her touch, a balm, in darkness' night, A beacon strong, a guiding light, In her embrace, we find our home, Where seeds of love and care are sown. With gentle grace, she tends the soul, In her, our broken pieces whole, Her love, a song, forever sung, In unity, two hearts as one. In strength and kindness, she does thrive, A force that keeps our dreams alive, All men are incomplete, we see, Without a woman's love, set free. So let us honor, cherish, and adore, The women who our hearts explore, For in their love, we find our way, In their embrace, we long to stay.

In love's gentle embrace, we find our solace, A symphony of hearts, a dance so graceful. A tapestry woven with tender affection, Love, the elixir, the sweetest connection. With whispers soft, love paints a masterpiece, An eternal flame, glowing with release. Like a garden in bloom, love knows no bounds, A river that flows, where tranquility surrounds. Love is the beacon that lights up the night, Guiding lost souls, restoring their sight. A melody played on the strings of desire, Igniting the flames, setting hearts on fire. Love is the sanctuary amidst life's storm, A shelter where souls can heal and transform. It lingers on lips, in every touch and embrace, An embrace that transcends time and space. In love's presence, we learn to be brave, To surrender our fears, and be truly saved. It is a language that needs no words, A feeling that sings like the flight of birds. Let love be our muse, our sacred guide, For it ignites souls, and cannot be denied. In the poetry of love, w...

In solitude's domain, a poet finds their voice, Weaving words of longing, where hearts are left no choice. So, let me paint a picture, a canvas stained in blue, A poetry about scars, the marks of being lonely, true. Upon a silent stage, where shadows gently dance, The lonely heart finds solace in words, a fragile chance, To render pain and sorrow, with ink that runs so deep, Inscribing scars upon the soul, witness them we shall keep. The first scar marks the night, where stars refuse to shine, When whispers fade to echoes, and hopes begin to decline, A void of distant laughter, no touch, just empty space, Leaving trails of loneliness, etched upon a weary face. The second scar tells tales of missed connections, so profound, Of moments lost in time, when two souls could not be found, The yearning for companionship, a search that never ends, Leaving behind a bitter ache, a wound that never mends. The third scar speaks of silence, where words are left unsaid, A silent cry for understan...

In the twilight of life, where shadows gently blend, A symphony of memories, a journey to the end. With wisdom etched like lines on a weathered face, We reflect on the moments, each life's cherished grace. The sun may wane, but a spirit burns so bright, In the last stage of life, a beacon of inner light. Time's embrace, a gentle dance, a bittersweet refrain, As we ponder the chapters, both joy and sorrow gain. A tapestry of laughter, woven through the years, Through triumphs and defeats, and oftentimes, tears. The seasons change, and so do we, in this twilight's glow, Yet our souls find solace, as love's seeds continue to sow. Fading echoes of youth, like whispers in the breeze, Yet hearts remain resilient, embracing life's decrees. The friendships forged, like treasures buried deep, In the last stage of life, their essence we shall keep. Regrets may linger, like shadows in the night, But lessons learned, they guide us towards the light. With gratitude, we cherish, ...

In the stillness of the night, a silent sigh, Loneliness whispers, my constant ally. A solitary figure, with shadows for a friend, Searching for solace, a journey with no end. Loneliness, an enigma, an unspoken pain, Beneath the surface, hidden tears in the rain. A yearning for connection, a desire to be known, Yet feeling adrift, in a world that has grown. In crowded rooms, where laughter fills the air, Loneliness lingers, a cloak hard to bear. Fractured smiles and vacant eyes, a hollow embrace, Yearning for understanding, a touch of genuine grace. Loneliness, a force that can suffocate the soul, A haunting presence, impossible to control. In its depths, a longing, a hunger for connection, To find someone who sees, without interjection. But do not despair, oh lonely heart, for in solitude's embrace, There lies the power to heal, to find your own grace. Let the night sky witness your tears, let them fall like rain, For in the depths of loneliness, strength will rise, unchained. For...

In the depths of a heart left shattered, Resides a tale of love once mattered... A melody tainted by a bitter sorrow, A symphony of tears that leads tomorrow... Oh, how it began with a blaze of light, Two souls entwined, burning ever so bright... But alas, the flame flickered and died, Leaving scars etched deep, impossible to hide... The echoes of laughter, now haunt their dreams, As whispers of love turn to silent screams... The once tender touch, now a distant memory, Lost in the web of a turbulent reverie... Through tear-stained verses, the pain finds voice, Unravelling the threads of a love once choice... Words, like daggers, pierce the fragile heart, Aching melodies that tear their souls apart... But in this heartbreak, a bittersweet release, For pain and art often find a strange peace... From the ashes of love, beauty may yet rise, A phoenix of emotions, soaring in the skies... So let the tears flow, like rivers that run deep, In their cascading waters, strength we shall reap... ...

In the realm where souls entwine, Amidst the dance of life's design, A moment born from fleeting chance, That lingers deep in longing's trance. Oh, how resplendent was the day, When fate aligned in perfect sway, And eyes did meet in serenade, Of swirling cosmic escapade. Her presence, like a gentle breeze, Caressed my heart with tender ease, Her essence, like a whispered song, Enlivened senses all along. From first glance, a story told, In secrets that our eyes behold, A universe within her gaze, Unveiling mysteries and ways. Her eyes, cascading light divine, Revealed a universe, in rhyme, A tapestry of dreams untold, Where whispers of enchantment hold. In that instant, time stood still, As if the world could sense the thrill, Of souls converging, intertwining, In destiny's grand silver lining. With every breath, her essence clung, In melodies that left me young, A moment etched in memory's embrace, Of a love's beginning, full of grace. First glance of her, a master...

In the depths of despair, a love once held so dear, A heart shattered, a soul torn, consumed by fear. Fingers intertwined, now clenching the fragments of our past, Each word, sword-like, leaving wounds that forever last. The sun, once radiant, cloaked in darkness now, The moon, a silent witness, weeping tears from high above. A symphony of pain resonates within these echoes of goodbye, As hope slips through our fingers, as love begins to die. Like a tempest, our love was fierce, but now it's lost at sea, The stormy waves of bitterness crashing upon you and me. Once entangled souls, now we drift in separate seas, Yearning for warmth and solace, longing for release. The tendrils of regret entwine our fragile hearts, Memories linger and haunt us, tearing us apart. What once was filled with laughter, now echoes with despair, Our beautiful bond corroded, dissolved in tattered air. Yet through the anguish and tears, a sliver of hope resides, From the ashes, a rebirth, where healing softl...

I saw him and my soul recognized him immediately, Well, we had a purpose to talk, leaving it behind, I found myself staring him passionately. After a long time, I was smitten by someone He was a similar face, Suddenly I had all the time for him, Call it a hopeless romantic phase or just a twin flames. Then, there was nothing more thrilling than to be wanted by him, But when he told me we can be together, he also meant...only for a while! He shattered my hopes but complained as if I was not looking beyond For him, Life is a tapestry and there is a lot to ponder on Look at the irony, I wanted it the most but I had to stumble upon and keep saying No... I won't lie for once I had it all... To wake up with his Good Morning Text, To get my hand a sneeze next, To hear my name on his lips, To look into his eyes and skin few beats, To hold his hand and lean on his shoulder, To take every breathe in love, To let him reach into heart and peep into my soul... Oh Darling! it is the most beautif...

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times... In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, forever. Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain, It's ancient tale of being apart or together. As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge, Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time. You become an image of what is remembered forever. You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount. At the heart of time, love of one for another. We have played along side millions of lovers, Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting, the distressful tears of farewell, Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever. Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you The love of all man's days both past and forever: Universal jo...

I am my own worst Enemy!!! Because the life that I lead... I just think that it's better to not be with someone that I could really care about!

After 6 Years everything that was once familiar is now unrecognisable. The Face I see in the mirror.... is a Stranger. All that time while I was planning & deciding for my return I didn't realise how hard it would be to reconnect with Brother, Sister in law, Dad, Mom, Friends and every one that I used to care about... I didn't know how painful it would be to express myself to my closest people. I promised myself that I'd right my wrongs. I’ll and I swear... But to do that I am not that same person that everyone wants me to be and which is why it would become more difficult… Which means thst sometimes to honour their wishes I need to dishonour my memory and myself... I know I care too much and I guess this is the same thing which right now is the most genuine reason to make me feel lonely every day, every time... How ironic is that I remember, I used to talk with people, made them feel safe, secure and happy... I even used to know what they are thinking but now even whil...