Yes, its over

Closed eyes, opens the solid failed desire,

Sparkling wish aloft, dreadful pleasure acquire.

Each micro cell wheeched to dwell for the moment,

And a fabulist wake up to experience bereavement.

It's over and over forever. A dream,

Which from day one was off the beam.

Always swore, to die a thousands deaths.

Handled not even one, triggers self slaying wraths.

Thy presence

Thy presence is heavenly pleasure,

Heart yells, Damn am always waiting for you.

Unable to express my feelings.

I die every day, with my feelings killing me

Shall die or be as normal as others are

It’s fine, if you go away too.

Once allow me to place my head on your lap.

And take my last breathe.

Awaiting for you, though every second spend in

A move

A move in despair, sees a silver lining on the cloud, 

Cute smile cheers everywhere in the crowd.

A new start or just a few seconds of rapture,

All excited to embrace it, before it lasts forever.

Agreed, mortality is truth so is the viability till then.