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 Dec 2014 AS
Monique Olivier
Flame
 Dec 2014 AS
Monique Olivier
He stays where he should be
He knows just how to shake me
Fate is not to blame
It all started with a red, hot flame.

He takes the glint out of my eyes
No longer am I in disguise
Fate is not to blame
It all started with the broken frame.

He kissed me on the hand
Politely, as if it was planned
Fate is not to blame
When he burns as vibrant as that flame.
 Dec 2014 AS
Monique Olivier
My mind drifts in this abyss
And as it goes and goes and goes
I cannot stop it from touching those
Tender, broken, shattered pieces of what seems to be so hard to identify and erase from the mind.

My mind keeps on expanding
And as it goes and goes and goes
It touches those forgotten, dusty little corners and invokes a new set of flames in my heart.

The fire reaches the bones that keep me sane and i begin to transition into ash.
The wind picks up all the particles and scatters me
here
and there.

Finally, I am away from myself.
 Dec 2014 AS
always
Religion
 Dec 2014 AS
always
Even if I refuse to accept the religion,
I can't refuse to accept the fear and strength
It have on us,..
I had feel the fear of religion in me and I also can feel the strength of religion on us,
 Dec 2014 AS
always
A Conversation
 Dec 2014 AS
always
Winter asked to water,
Which season you like most?
Its me or the Summer?
The one that froze you in solid
And stops your flow to the ocean
Or The one that melts you in you

Water said to Winter,
I love my streams
That meets to the ocean, but
Green earth covered in snow
Makes me more beautiful,...
 Dec 2014 AS
Monique Olivier
purpose
 Dec 2014 AS
Monique Olivier
in the middle of the night
when everything is at its quietest

i feel a tug at my hair
i feel a nudge in my side
i feel the pull of my hand
i feel a restlessness in my body

something is calling me
a distant land or perhaps a forgotten muse
something is calling me

and i cannot wait to answer
 Dec 2014 AS
Àŧùl
A V.I.P.
 Dec 2014 AS
Àŧùl
While referring to me
She previously used it to mean a
Very Important Person.

But now I've realized
My mistakes & worth in her life as a
Very Idiotic Person.

I used to care so much for her
I was protective for her future
My directions were my misgivings
This is what she thought of my advice.

She grew sick of my advice
She used to not follow it and suffer
She wasted eons stuck in the bog
All that after eating Punjabi junk food
And guess what, she prefers suffering health problems
And wasting her precious time in pain
She ditched me instead of abandoning junk food.

But to tell my young girlfriend
To follow a discipline in her life,
Is it such a grievous crime by me?

Whatever you might say,
She ditched me for it,
Like she did 2 years back.

She will think, 'Atul is a true lover,
He'll wait for me to repent,'

I am neither that ever forgiving God,
Nor I'm an idiot to again forgive,
I have moved on bearing at helm the self-respect I managed to preserve,
But she's surely not the one for me,
And I no longer care who's mine,
I'll live with that apparently egotistic persona.

Because I have kissed death once,
I realize what my standing in life means,
To me, I am the most important person now,
I'll live my life on my own terms,
Alone if I must.
Repeated mistakes will neither be forgiven,
Nor will they be forgotten.
Even I am a human being.

My HP Poem #709
©Atul Kaushal
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