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Brenduh Oct 2017
What seems like yesterday
has turned into years

There are days where I can still remember the clicks of your fingers touching the letters on your keyboard
Your eyes glancing up to me to see if I was staring again

In your room it was just us
The slams of lockers and chatter seemed miles away
Even when on occasions students will come in
it still felt like just us

I remember your eyes
Blue like the color of my backpack

I remember your hands
the roughness of them when they touched mine
I always thought you never moisturized
You should.
Brenduh Apr 2017
You're turning into home
No, I'm not talking about some metaphor
of windows or door and souls

The way your laughter sends a warm missile inside of me
that explodes in the pit of my stomach
and spreads all over my body like a plague

The scent of you is clean and bright
A breath of fresh air

When our cells touch
I can feel them quickly mold with yours into one

Connecting with you felt like home,
loving and welcoming
Brenduh Nov 2016
As the leaves change color and the days turn chilly
There's one thing that stays constant
and that's my love for you

The second my future connected with your past
The minute I stepped onto the concrete sidewalk
I knew that I wouldn't get rid of you
I couldn't get rid of you
No matter how much I've tried somehow you haunted my thoughts
Creeping up when I least expect it
You recaptured my heart and I'm okay with that
Brenduh May 2016
Each strand seems longer than it looks
Your fingers with each individual strand, almost giving attention to each one
You whisper each word under your breath
Thinking no one will hear you, but I do

I hear your open thoughts
When you stomp your feet or tap your knuckles, you create music
You create an interaction
When you mutter small words to me
I think what you might be talking about

Your eyes create an illusion
Every time I see your baby blues, I question "why are they so blue"
Why are you so weird, you don't act your age
But you're wise
You know so much
You've been through so much
You're wise, but young
Brenduh Sep 2015
March 18th is a special day for my bestfriend Adrian
It's been a rough year
But somehow we came out on top
We have eachother's backs through thick and thin
When it comes to problems, we have our friendship to help protect us from the hate

I tell him so many times "I love you" but I just feel that it's never enough
Nothing is never enough for Adrian
He is thst special that I would give him my world
He deserves everything
He is the nicest person I know
He tries to make everyone happy all the time
He deserves to be happy
So that's what I'll give him
I'll give him happiness

I love you buddy to the moon and back ⚓⛵
Brenduh Dec 2014
Let me tell you about my Adrian
He's a shy guy who has a lot to say
he's really important to me, but somehow he feels insignificant
Adrian is afraid to love, but he would find a way to express it
He is really funny and knows how to make me laugh
He has made me feel so many emotions in such a small amount of  time, that it's surprising how close we are
He is an amazing person
He's someone worth fighting for, dying for, and living for.
He would say that I saved him, but to be honest he saved me,
  Jun 2014 Brenduh
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In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I See Desperation In Her Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Senile Captain Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look Just Clueless To Which He Simply Replies, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."

She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.
November 28, 2012 poem.

7 Stanzas Of A Beautiful Open-Eyed Dream Written In A Lonely Evening Reflecting Upon What I Lost Due To The May 7, 2010 Accident.

Read the entire Angel Saga by me, Atul Kaushal.
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/13567/the-angel-saga/

My HP Poem #19
©Atul Kaushal

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