The Poetic Voyage - Poetry Of Life's Journey

Dear Mr. Darcy,  I thought you should know, This world is fake, Try to see, a little bit more, Than what they show, You'll see there's a huge change. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, How my heart disobeys, Even though I moved, to a different floor, If only you knew, the magnitude of this pain, But how? I never leave a trace. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, When I felt that you've walked away, My heart cried, and left no trace, There's no tear drop, you'll see on my face, But a smile, that only turn my eyes red. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, I pretend, I don't care anymore, When I see you, my heart beats a little slow, When I hear your name, I step on an icy road, Weirdly my heart is under your control. Dear Mr. Darcy, I thought you should know, If in case, your mind has changed, I swear, I was true to you, for sure, For your grand arrival, I patiently stayed as...

Dear Mr. Darcy, There's bridges, that needs burning lately, I wonder, should I burn them at once or slowly, Being hurt once is better, obviously, But being hurt too much, at once, is risky. Dear Mr. Darcy, I don't feel the pain, of this wound inside me, Nor the odor, distracts me, The scar looks like, an usual part of me, That's how much, the delay in the burn, hurts me. Dear Mr. Darcy, I stand at the edge of the bridges, I've soaked them with petrol, In my hand a burning candle, I stepped out, leaving my sandals. Dear Mr. Darcy, I left everything, that touched my hassle, I burnt all at once, yes this heart is stubborn, But Dear Mr. Darcy, the bridge between us, Is made of Pure Diamonds.... -Natalya Ludwick-

I've felt pain, a million times, I've cried, oceans, that covers miles, Coming out strong, with a fake smile, I was tame, when my tears dried. I've been shocked, by thunder strikes, I've sat quietly, in tears, while I let time fly, Getting back on my feet, I realized, It was just a chapter, in my book of life. I've lost, when I thought, the win was mine, I've knelt down, with a blur vision, as I chant why, Lifting my eyes, I saw beauty, in the sky, Though the victory shine, it was about to ignite. I've reacted to situations, each and every time, But this pain, shock and loss, that's about to collide, Have locked me up, I know, I'm sad inside, But I'm locked, in a haunted house, they've switched off the lights. There was pain but no tears, when cookie said goodbye, I've failed, to convert my pain, into tears this time, I'm annoyed, I want them to be punished, for their crime, I di...

Dear Mr. Darcy, It's me again, The one who writes, To you everyday, I'm sorry,  I'm unable, to post them, daily. Dear Mr. Darcy, This season, I learn, While I'm trapped, in an iron fence, Life goes on, while I helplessly stay, I'm worried, a loved one,  In my family, would bid farewell. Dear Mr. Darcy, I've not heard, from you, for a while, As life goes on, I hope, you continue to shine, Have you, forgotten me? and if it's so, It's alright, throw my letters, to the flames, Your expanding kingdom, in my heart, is safe. Dear Mr. Darcy, To save my blog, From been renamed, Is it alright, If I write to you, Within short breaks? Dear Mr. Darcy, In this life's voyage, There's lessons, to learn, everyday, One lesson, I share, with you today, We complete, just one course, During our stay. Dear Mr. Darcy, What's in my heart, I wish, I could say, More clearly, someday, Bu...

Isolated? hmm, they all disappear, Of course, the coast, was very clear, Better than your? you have no clue, But fortunately, that voice, I did hear. Your words echoed, at a stretch, in my ear, Change, is for sure, what we all fear, My clueless heart, agreed with you, She seems to be, too stubborn, this year. She's gone crazy, this is, so severe, To fall for you, she does, volunteer, I fail to fight, the love glue, I'm glad, you don't, sneak peak in here. Imagine, he reads, what's hidden here, I slapped her, pump blood, don't interfere, I underestimated, everything else she can do, Here comes, her army, she's the brigadier. She chained me, on to, the chandelier, Everything she wrote, I read, in fear, Aiming her head, I threw, my shoe, Now I'll hide her, in my blog, right here. This is how she began, to write in sincere, That unexpected hour, In my favorite color, Out of the blue, You did appear, ...

Do not doubt it, I am a Swiftie, I know the importance, of the number thirteen, I wish I could throw it, to the deep sea, Cause it's lucky for her, but not for me, She's gifted, and thirteen, she doesn’t need. Passing by that day, increasing my speed, I heard that voice, for the first time, clearly, It was her birthday, I did feel happy, But a month later, they drowned me, in water, That did not, at least, reach my knees. Stepping in that day, obeying the command, Closer to the stars, but farther from the land, It was packed and crowded, like it never had, I felt the need, of a helping hand, A caring heart, only to understand. Things went worse, on my return, A lonely house, instead of my home, The silent cry, from a heart that burn, Thunder struck our minds, going from bad to worse,   The loudest noise, I've ever heard. In the rush, falls a tear, for the camels gone rotten, With troubles of their own, the world has for...

It's the beginning, of a new year, A new decade, with the old us, With minds, filled with rust, Hearts, torn apart, And the same old confusions, Dear Mr. Darcy. I start a new centenary, With my rhymes, And thoughts, that haunt, Would you mind, If I continue to write, to you, Dear Mr. Darcy. The journey starts, On an isolated path, With dreams, that light, My heart, with joy, Maybe, I'll join you, along the way, Dear Mr. Darcy. I've roamed too far, Crawled, when I can't, Smiled, with a broken heart, Stayed strong, ran fast, Just, to kneel down and cry, Dear Mr. Darcy. A considerable, space, In my, mild heart, Is occupied by you, Is it alright, If it remains the same, forever, Dear Mr. Darcy. One thing I hate, Is to be a pain, If I was so, to you, Please forgive me, I assure, never again, will I be a pain, Dear Mr. Darcy. Along with this been said, Maybe, until someday again, ...