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May2017
Dedicated to the people who had their heart broken. Love me or hate me, I don't care anymore. It makes difference To me no more. The tingling sensation, The spark, the longing, They are just gone. Just like a burning candle Its wick was snuffed out. Then reality hits. Absence doesn't always Make the heart fonder. After all, it numbed my heart.  2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017
Dedicated to those who failed in love and chose the wrong partner. I fell in love with your curiosity, flair, prowess & intellect.  But I never once thought that one day,  It would become a double-edge sword.  You observed me with sheer intensity;  Just like a peculiar and highly inquisitive kid  Which I thought was endearing at first. Then you proceed on cutting me into pieces,  Scrutinized and treated me impetuously  Like I was just another specimen  Underneath your expensive microscope. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017
  Reminiscing the past wasn't my favorite past time. But something triggered it. Someone smothered me with adulation's. It reminded me of my former boyfriend. He too flattered me a a lot until he secured my affections. We used to talk of our future together. Oh how lovely those days of old were. I thought at that time how lucky I am because At last everything is falling into place. But alas, we weren't meant to be. I can clearly remember that he vanished into thin air five years ago before Easter. I didn't know what went wrong. I  sent a message for days but it was ignored. No calls, just silence. That same silence told me he has moved on. A different conquest this time.  Really, destiny has played a huge trick on me once more. A brief interlude with someone jolted my memories of him which were supposed to be buried. Long forgotten. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com)

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May2017

Challenge

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry
Dedicated to the one who can't be named. I can clearly remember the tension during The early stages of our budding relationship. We met  by chance and were coerced to interact With each other despite our protests. You had a way of lifting one eyebrow Which I believe was meant to intimidate me on purpose; Add that to your towering height and masculine build. But here's the thing, I felt a small triumph Every time you do it because I had made you stop This slighting way of talking over me. I definitely made you aware that I wasn't The least bit afraid and that I can engage In banters regardless of the topic. To both of us, we presented a challenge. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017

Dazzling Eyes

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry
Dedicated to the one who can't be named. Those pair of blue eyes, They keep haunting me till now. It's neither the shade of the azure blue Nor that of the tropical seas. It looks like steel or ice, just a dazzling shade of blue. They are piercing, very alert, proud; Implying that he could be merciless To anyone that offends him. But also, there was laughter in them As though they were mocking those Who could not match up to him. Those dazzling pair of eyes Lets no secrets gets pass him. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017
Dedicated to my Mom. In my eyes you will perpetually personify Elegance, fortitude and vibrance. You, who have suffered through a lot of Tribulations in life has triumphed. Life has not bittered you enough to Purloin your benevolence and smile. You have retained your integrity As well as purity and I'm left wonder-struck. You will always be my inspiration and You deserve all of my adulation's. You gave me a life filled with warmth, merriment and sense of direction. You've given yourself freely, an altruist, leaving heart prints wherever you go. Just like an angel in disguise, mom You are God's gift sent from above. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017
Dedicated to... You told me of countless promises I shouldn't hear. Your articulate words sounded like music to my ear. This longing in your presence keeps on flourishing. After all it's the result of your saccharine interim. Let me look away so I can stow away my feelings. Let me hold my breath to conceal my existence. This burning fire inside me I can't control any longer. In your presence, it had grown stronger. If I can allow myself enough courage to confess, You might uncover the hidden skeletons in the closet. But there are sentiments best kept hidden. So let me stay here in the labyrinth of self-restraint. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017
Dedicated to the youth. We are humans, we feel as well as think.  We are capable of all the emotions there is. We are innately given a choice. To create and destroy is our prerogative.  We either gain or lose ourselves. We can be transformed into enlightened beings Or become a monster of consequences. There will always be struggle. We are essentially created of both yin and yang. We can fixate on becoming partial or impartial. Nothing can change that but us alone. At the end of the day, all we do is live. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved

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May2017

Omnipotent 

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by themonochromereaper / / Poetry
"No one I knew was quite like him." Back when I first saw him, I chastised myself for checking The minute details of his outfit; It was just sophisticated. I wondered then why   I should think about his aesthetics When clearly it was his personality That dominated the room. His entire being expresses power And that's very rare these days. He's six feet four, His nose was aquiline And slightly arrogant; But of course the most startling Feature was his pair of eyes. Little did I know that those eyes Would haunt me forever.  2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com)

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May2017
Fears... I've got a ton of them. It's like when I try to think of my future it was nothing but bleak, dark and brooding. I'm left with fears, fears of the unknown. Yes, it can be the result of my anxiety, I just think too much... Have you ever felt this way? I knew so little of what is going to happen to me. I hadn't asked a lot of probing questions Related to this journey which is my future. It's shrouded in anonymity and I had been Submerged in my own misery. Now here I am rushing towards the unknown. I just want some time to think, Some air to breathe; I'm suffocated. After a few moments, My grief has receded a little Since I could feel this misgiving for the future; When previously I had felt nothing But the tragedy of the present. 2017 Mel Joy (themonochromereaper.wordpress.com) All Rights Reserved
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