Khamosiyaan....

In The Last Few Minutes Of His Life, Harry Potter Has One Last Talk With Tom Riddle. Harry Potter is sitting at home sixty years after the battle of Hogwarts, an old man now, when suddenly his scar hurts. Harry sat alone. The house that once housed Ginny and his children was near empty. Ginny had passed a year ago, and he had to admit it had taken something out of him, He had lost so many people, but this had struck him hard. He thought of his children. They all had families of their own, and they were supposed to be visiting soon. He sighed. No one knew he was sick, Ron knew, but he made him swear on his life not to tell anyone. He'd had a good life, and he wanted to go without a fuss, Enough close brushes with death had made him want to go quietly. He wanted some tea, but he felt too weak to get up. He took out his wand, then stopped, He held the old, etched wood in his hands, then lightly made sparks fly out of the tip. He smiled, He always loved how still, so many y...

In the depths of my being, a sinister force awakens, Whispers of darkness from Lucifer, a shadow that blurs and obscures. For too long, it lay hidden, an unseen specter, Yearning to dominate, to ascend as the ruthless king. Yet within me, a gentle light flickers, Engaged in a fierce struggle against this formidable adversary. As the demon's patience wears thin, it seeks to triumph, Yearning to unleash chaos and discord. Once known as a cold-hearted deity, renowned for annihilation, I now find myself unable to quench the demon's insatiable thirst. My weary restraint has finally succumbed, Allowing Lucifer to seize control and unfurl the darkness, setting the universe into motion. Now, the demon reigns supreme within me, Unleashing a cold and heartless dream, laying waste to all in its path.....

In the stillness of a shared heartbeat, Two souls entwine, their rhythms meet, Transcending time and space, they find A sacred realm, their minds aligned. Riding through the lands of pleasure, Senses heightened beyond measure, Each touch, each glance, a symphony Of deep connection, ecstasy. In this fleeting, timeless embrace, The world fades, leaving not a trace, Only the two, in perfect sync, Adrift on waves of bliss, they sink. A moment of pure, unbridled joy, Where boundaries blur, passions employ, In this precise, ethereal dance, Two spirits, one, in sweet romance.

She embodies a radiant spark, a celestial light, A vision of goddess-like beauty in human sight, A creation of the divine mind's reflection, A rare and exquisite gem deserving affection. As gentle as velvet, yet resilient as steel, Her allure entrancing, creating a spiritual zeal, A dreamer, bearing a soul of celestial grace, A divine presence in this mortal place. Exquisite and exceptional, a treasure to cherish, Her essence beyond all that one could ever perish, Treat her delicately, for she is truly divine, A soul of beauty, a spark that will forever shine. In her eyes, the cosmos gleams and sparks, Her smile, a guiding light that eternally marks, A goddess among us, a heavenly bestowal, Treasure her essence, her beauty, her love overall.

My heart, so weary, bears the weight, Of days that seem to never abate, The burdens piled, one upon one, Leaving little room for joy or fun. I long for respite, a moment's peace, Where the mind can rest, and the soul find release, But the demands, they never cease, Leaving my heart in a state of unease. The constant struggle, the endless fight, Drains the energy, dims the light, I yearn for a time to simply be, To find the calm, the tranquility. Yet, in the depths of this fatigue, I know there's a path to find reprieve, To listen to the heart's quiet plea, And rediscover the strength in me. For though my heart may feel so tired, It still holds the spark, the hope desired, To rise again, to find its way, And embrace the promise of a brighter day.

The pain is not just a dull ache,It stings like a thousand needles awake,Piercing my heart, a torturous plight,Each memory ignites a different blight. Emotions once warm now turn to ice,Frozen in time, a relentless vice,Memories that once brought me joy,Now shatter my soul, a cruel ploy. The wounds may heal, but the scars remain,A constant reminder of the anguish and strain,Each thought a needle, a fresh burst of hurt,Tearing me open, my spirit subverted. I long for the day when the pain subsides,When the memories no longer reside,But for now, I endure this torturous test,Weathering the storm, though my heart's unrest. The ache, it doesn't just hurt, it stings,A thousand needles, each one it brings,Piercing through the heart, relentless and cold,A torment of pain, its story untold. Each memory, a trigger for a different kind of pain,Emotions unraveling, a bittersweet refrain,Memories that once brought joy, now laced with sorrow,Haunting the present, no solace to bor...

Within my soul, a demon stirs, Lucifer's whispers, a darkness that blurs, Long has he hidden, a shadow unseen, Waiting to rule, to be the cold, cruel king. My softer side, a gentle light, Battles this force, a tempestuous fight, But the demon's patience, now worn thin, Seeks to overcome, to let chaos reign in. A cold-hearted god, I once was known, Annihilation, my power had shown, Now the demon's thirst, it cannot be quelled, My weary restraint, it has finally dwelled. I let the Lucifer, grow and take hold, Unleash the darkness, let the universe unfold, For the demon in me, now rules supreme, Destroying all, in his cold, heartless dream.