Khamosiyaan....

My soulmate, my essence of life, Do not betray me, my friend, my strife. I am a victim of pain, of love that has failed, A curse from above, for which I have wailed. Leave me be on my solitary way, For trust has faltered, and love's hopes have strayed. Your compassion and love, though tender and kind, Bring shivers of sorrow, they haunt my mind. The love that once burned is now torn apart, Leaving scars on my soul, a wounded heart. My altered fear, a mountain so high, I dread the spark of love, a hellfire so nigh. I fear to love, to open my soul, Lest it be shattered, leaving me whole. In the depths of my sorrow, I find no relief, Only the weight of my guarded grief. Alone I must walk, my path unclear, Afraid to love, my heart filled with fear. Yet in this solitude, I seek my own light, Hoping one day to emerge from this night.

Etched deep within my soul's domain, A vision of you, my heart's refrain, Your image, a beacon guiding me, Toward the destiny our love would be. In the shadow of your raven hair, My destiny lies, beyond compare, Caressed by the whispers of the wind, Your silhouette, my heart's siren, within. For long I've yearned to feel your touch, Your gentle embrace, I crave so much, To drown in the depths of your sultry gaze, And surrender to love's passionate blaze. My heart's true home, it rests with thee, Your spirit, my guiding light, I see, In the darkness, your radiance shines, Igniting a flame that forever aligns. My destiny, it lies in your hands, To guide me through life's shifting sands, For in the shadow of your alluring hair, My soul finds solace, beyond despair.

Oh, Death, my unsung love, my dearest, Your embrace, the sanctuary I crave most. This world, a torment, my soul it sears, In your sweet slumber, let me be a ghost. My inner self, it screams in endless pain, A ceaseless agony, a heart's refrain. I await your presence, like a lover’s sigh, To be cradled in your arms, where sorrows die. Dark, beautiful Death, let me sleep in your lap, Lose myself in your passionate, shadowed grasp. Love me with the fervor of lovers forlorn, For in your embrace, my spirit's reborn. This life, a burden, too heavy to bear, Your tender touch, the only balm I dare. Come to me, my darling, my spectral bride, And let me surrender, in your arms confide. My dearest Death, my longing plea, I await your embrace, my soul to free. Weary of this world's relentless strife, I yearn for your eternal, midnight life. My inner cries, a symphony of sorrow, Echoing through the shadows, no hope for the morrow. Burdens too heavy, my spirit to drain, In yo...

Our time together seems to unfold like an infinite continuum within the universe, as if each moment converges into the eternal fabric of space and time. The resonance of your smile sends ripples of enchantment that touch the very essence of the universe, infusing it with an otherworldly allure. Our love extends beyond the confines of mortal existence, transcending the bounds of the universe, resembling the influence of a divine being that shapes the cosmos with its celestial presence....

In the ancient and hushed halls of time, where echoes of whispers linger, a profound and breathtaking love begins to bloom. Its petals are vibrant and rare, reminiscent of a delicate touch that spreads gently and profoundly upon the depths of the soul. This love, with its enigmatic nature, remains unseen and unperceived by many, yet it is a blessing so sweet and fair, one that demands the keenest perception to fully comprehend. As twilight gently descends and the starlit skies begin to twinkle, two hearts become intertwined, fulfilling the ancient prophecies of destiny itself. Their spirits intertwine, as if choreographed by the universe, radiating an ethereal light from within their eyes—a bond that is incomparably precious, surpassing even the purest gold. However, only a select few are able to grasp the fathomless and sacred thread of this love. For many, the shadows of the night suffice as they overlook the unfathomable depth to which true affection can lead. This cause...

Death, with curious eyes, approaches me, Its question echoing, a child-like glee. "Happy or sad?" it asks, a knowing tone, As if it's seen the path I've weathered, alone. I ponder the query, a lifetime's weight, Recounting the losses that sealed my fate. The scars that adorn my weathered armor, Each one a testament to my former. Heartbreaks that carved my very being, Sins that made me a sinner, unforgiving. The power that corrupted, the lives I took, A devil's flesh, a soul no one couldook. A specter of darkness, a harbinger of woe, I stalk the innocent, their purity I sow, A flesh of the devil, a destroyer of grace, Leaving in my wake, a trail of widow's tears to trace. For years I have reveled in sin's dark embrace, A synonym of Satan, a corruptor of the race, My life, a war of destruction, void of joy or pain, A soul corrupted, with regrets that forever remain. I am the killer of lives, the bringer of strife, Stripping away the sanctity,...

The Forgotten Legacy of Arkonid In the vast expanse of the cosmos, before the first spark of creation ignited the universe, there existed a realm of unparalleled power and grandeur. This was the domain of Arkonid, the Ruler of All, whose very presence commanded the reverence of celestial beings. But in the annals of eternity, a cataclysmic event unfolded – the Battle of Xions. Arkonid, the invincible, found himself facing a cosmic force beyond his comprehension. As the clash of ancient energies reverberated through the fabric of reality, Arkonid's empire, built on the foundations of eternity, crumbled. Shattered and divided, the promises of "Always & Forever" lay in ruins. The Xions, the enigmatic entities that Human scholars now call "Dark Matter," consumed everything in their path, leaving Arkonid's once-unified realm fractured and adrift in the ever-expanding dimensions. Faced with this devastating loss, Arkonid made a fateful decision. He...