Kriti's Poetry Blog ✨

Tell me right, glow up your light, make up your mind, go behind, and also don't lie, I'm in the way of life. Hate it, but what you will get, fate of mine, is there something to left? My attitude is my poison, my allude is my venom. I am girly, but I am also little tomboy. I am cute, but also I have many coy. Don't think about me or sense, is that warning or little suspense? Don't try to hurt my feelings, it's sign of offense. I don't like my phones, my phone's on hold. If you will do it, I will be dangerly bold. As you can see, I am the glittery gold.

Trying to be like me? Then flee,
I rise with power, wild and free.
My game is lit — just wait, you’ll see,
I charge ahead like storm or bee.

Dark as night and deep as sea,
No one's in control but me.
I twist the lock, I hold the key,
This life? It bows to my decree.

You fake a smile — I glow with glee,
You walk the crowd, I climb the spree.
No copycat can ever be
The soul that holds true destiny.

Look at me, eyes wide,
See me — my glow, my light.
Happiness on top, feel the delight,
No one can handle my attitude hight.

I have a number of things to do this night,
I force my luck to rewrite.
No one is spared by me at first sight,
Only one who can control me —
my glorious might.

Is that wind that blow? Here I can see sun into the snow. Now it's time for the princess glow. This November Princess is fire that can take infinite eyes. Don't try to mess with me as you are not able to see in my eyes. They are cute and red. They are flower of bloom. Don't try to hide. I have that memory that catch you just like boom. I can ignite fire as I can. You have seen this burning flame. It will not harm you. Better to be in my lane. This is seeding. This is wild. As my earring. As I smile. We have to travel. We have to go mile. It will all okay if you will follow my line.

I'm a princess, no, Princess November. In my aura, your attitude will surrender. Ruthless, fearless, I never fall. Effortless, limitless, I take it all. Hold on tight, this fantasy WHITE. Riding through shadows, I conquer the night. Sweet like honey, yet fierce in my might. Soft as bunny, but sharp in my flight. Panther like dark night, but I am shining bright. Dancing in sunlight, I play my game. Revision for mission, not weak, sharpING my blades. Gold on my neck, power it is alright. Crown on my head, RULLING all night. Princess November, hurts your way. But she smiles over her prey. You are now going to swAY. Only you can do is to pray.

Forgetting your liars, dreaming of my hires Screaming through nighters, between twilight you want to be miGHTER Hold up, be aware of the fume, red velvet can give you hurtful gloom I think you know what we consume, our crimson lace has its own perfume Bloodstain can happen in gleam, it will haunt you extreme Echoes of my voice with green face, no redeem Can't you see, silver dagger regime PlantoM, moves with pride, velvet wrapped in death delight Scheming worthless, marble tomb eyeless Ebony mirror says, master let silk BONE sink And make more dream, let the people swing

I used to play with dolls,
Laughter echoed through the halls.
More of giggles, less of roar,
But shadows crept behind the door.

She came to me inside a dream,
Hidden by a curtain’s gleam.
Things felt right… until the fright,
I turned pale in the moonlight.

She wore red in every beam,
Like a painting from a scream.
I stitched her dresses every day,
With morning blood in lace and grey.

Her eyes were not just dark, but red,
Feasting on my thoughts like bread.
Spinning madness in my head,
Her beauty — twisted, cold, and dead.

The people you once loved turned red,
Their voices silenced, full of dread.
Stars above, no longer clear,
Each song she sings brings one more tear.

She danced and laughed from wall to wall,
Now she’s home — and curses all.
In every breath and silent stair…
The doll still lives… and haunts the air.