Betwixt precipice and abyss as wolfs come running.
My compass for escape has been twisted by years, bent to my own wants and, desires.
The wind whispers, "a special place in hell awaits" 
My only hope, is promise of grace. Yet I hesitate as a voice laughingly states "you're not worthy, forgiveness is not in your fate.."
I feel the bite of the wolf, as the addiction takes hold. I've surrendered unto the abyss, my dark hopeless soul.
My light of redemption, is the match under the spoon. Love debased to lust, truth to a dupe.
As I slip yet again under the needles slumber, I wonder; is there but one that will help me to recover...

By Anonymous

The corners of our love were naked and bare,
Is that not how it is supposed to be?
Chaos, rage, madness filled my soul,
Burning a fire deep within me.

To the God above the skies,
In an enclosed shell my heart lies,
To which none has the key to enter,
Except for the one who lived the longest in its center.

Will I ever get it back?
My heart forgot to follow its rhythmic track,
It drives me insane, inch by inch,
The beats are unruly and wild,
But feed my ocean with a love so different,
Calming the waves to be sweet and mild.

Oh how insensitive you are to my madness, dear lover,
At least show some sympathy for your fallen soldier?

By Aima Zaheer
Website: http://theserenespirituality.blogspot.com/

She was a shield of armour in war.
She was the soul to spirit.
She was a key to my mystery. 
She was a support to my middle finger meant for jerks.
She was a plan of sweet and salted memories packed together.
She is my yet another small family;
Without her existence, 
My life will seem like a nest without birds.
She nurtures my emotional being.
She is a support system for my thrilling adventurous deeds.
She builds a path for me for becoming a paradisaic person.
She is nonetheless,
The soul to my life,
My best friend.

By Nandini Goel

Website: http://nanidiction.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/nanidiction/