Crazy Minnal ❣️

A heart that embraced the touch of love was only imprinted with  hands that lusted over love, Played along, smiled, Since it became a game to her, Chosed the players along  As she liked the game, But not the players obviously, To pretend to be in the game of love, By blindfolding her heart, behind the walls, the desires Overtook the innocence  As visitors of lovely art at museums  the art that was touched, Never understood, Left as mystery that was questionable Unless to the artist... no one solved the art of love, Even the art... -Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu 

  How it felt when the home was destroyed? How it felt to flee away? How it felt when the heart shattered? How it felt to be invisible? How it felt to not have a soul? Not able to find that place, No where belonged, No where invited, To be an alien in the human world, Trying to fit those shoes!! - Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu 

  Door slamed, Finally a house became home when everyone left, She chose the darkness a silence of cemetery, Where she could hear her own heartbeat, Dancing to her favourite music, Laughing at the ceiling, As the sand in a hourglass, Still left, How pity she was, a smile disappeared, With the sound of door bell...                                         -Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu