Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
No more magic?
Why vacant as it is?
Who took all of it?
Nothing to pick.
Dementors have resided,
I miss talking to you
It’s plain simple and true
I understand, we’re both busy
Perhaps this is not the time, I see
No, I’m not going to fret
I try not to experience
your loss and sadness
as everyone moved on,
or away, not staying long.
Too many statements
So you want to get to know me,
but just to find any flaws to see,
before you judge as you please?
Tough luck.
I’ve read you first.
Hello, stranger
I love your smile
like you do my poetry
but why look so troubled?
I was just expressing my vile
It’s that rare ability
to push aside your emotions
Lock them all within
so you’re left to feel nothing
Voices of the worried
Are you coming home tonight?
I’m waiting for you
I’d rather stay up
because your phone cannot be reached through
Where are you now?
I had the strangest, most vivid dream.
I heard your voice, faintly somewhere in the distance,
yet my phone was still off and charging.
Was it my imagination?
Was my mind playing tricks on me again?
There's no amnesty granted
unless well-paid
Reach deeply into your pockets
until perhaps,
their eyeballs jump out of their sockets
(Dark Thoughts of The Bullied)
It's more than a vacant space
or lack of expression on one's face
It doesn't contain nothing,
Go back to the ancient age
if you still see us such potential threats
It’s not that we don’t need people
to sometimes save us from trouble
We’re good as can be
Let's be honest
You're aching for a paradise
not this wretched world
where we all stand on this dying earth
