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Kushal Jan 2019
I laugh through my words
So my pain goes unheard.
I joke through my darkest hour,
To drain the pain of power.

You won't see me frown,
But that doesn't mean I'm okay.
I'll take the crown,
"King of laughs,"you say.
I'll take the crown,
But the pain doesn't wash away.
Kushal Jan 2019
Dive in deep with me,
Let the waves wash over
And take us to eternity.

Hold me in your arms
And I'll hold you in mine,
Let the blue of the water,
Replace that of the sky,
But none of it matters like the blue in your eyes.

We'll sink fathoms below,
Where none dare go.
We'll go further down than the world knows,
And find paradise in a world unknown.

We'll drown in our love,
As bubbles pop at the surface.
Kushal Jan 2019
When last had I seen you?
Frolicking across the burning sand,
Hand in hand.

Oh sweet Summer,
When last did you grace me with your presence?
What did I do to deserve this sentence?
Or is this my own penance?

Oh sweet Summer,
Is it you that bars my entrance?
Oh cruel Winter,
Is it you that will not let me go?
Or is it me,
That keeps myself alone?
Kushal Jan 2019
Where do I go from here,
When I'm standing at the edge of my fear.

Drowning in an ocean of regret,
From this dismal course I've set.

Restart...please.
Kushal Jan 2019
Take pity on those with fragile hearts,
Whose wounds don't heal,
But bear scars.

Open hearts bleed dry,
When open eyes set sight on the vast sky.

Immortal hearts but mortal bodies,
Soul and heart hold tight as mind and body let go.

Pity the fool who seeks love undying,
But praise those foolish enough to find it.
I can't really explain the logic behind this to you, atleast not yet. It just makes sense to me . The story of those in search of love, and those strugglinf to find it.
Kushal Dec 2018
Dressed in red, you approached me.
I dare say you impressed,
Yet I expected nothing less.

You lifted your hand and I took to a knee,
Kissing it gently.

"I love you," I said.
And back you whispered words that need not be spoke,
The same words I had.
Kushal Dec 2018
My sister told me a story,
Her best friend confessed his love,
And just like that they were no longer friends.

I could hear it in her voice,
How she wished he'd said nothing
For nothing would ever be the same.

I could feel my throat swell
Shame rearing it's head,
I fell silent as I listened to her speak
Only now understanding what I had thrown away,
Only now seeing how you must have felt.

My sister told me a story...
I wish I had not given you the same one.
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