I keep very busy,
I work through and through,
I try not to pause
because when I do
I can't help but think of you.
I go out on dates,
I go out with friends,
I hate when the day ends,
Because when it does,
I can't help but miss us.

When I lay in this bed,
A thousand miles away,
Full of translucent regrets
that keep falling down my face,
I admit I miss my baby
that I never got to name.
And I miss the love I lost
Ever since you went away.
Dearest friend I hope you're doing fine,
I Just wanted to tell you
That I miss you tonight.

The time flies on by,
I try not to wonder why,
You left me all alone,
Because when I do,
I can't help but think of you.

I bury our baby
Deep within my heart.
I hate that memory,
And how it tears me apart.
Because when it does,
I can't help but miss us.

When I laid in that bed,
A thousand miles away,
Surrounded by strangers,
Without a familiar face.
I admit I miss my baby
that I never got to name.
And I miss the love I lost
Ever since you went away.
Dearest friend I hope you're doing fine,
I Just wanted to tell you
That you're still on my mind.

(explicit)

**** my soul
        with poetry
           scream out my gracious name
             slay me with words
               that peel my layers
                and simultaneously
                                   drive me
                                           insane

finger me slowly, hotly
with just the right rhythm and rhyme
    push me past my
                 tender limits
                       into tongues of syntax,
                                                      sublime

a­lliterate my senses
   (in swift stac
                    c-at
                           o)
until my mind is but blank verse
    mess up my stressed
              and unstressed syllables
in unsung language, versed

I will speak to you in vowels
(the only sound
       I will be able to make)
as you stroke
   my iambic pentameter
             in the heat of frothed-up
                                                     ache

we are this heroic couplet, you see
        even if the meaning seems veiled
           no need for simile or metaphor
               as I feel your chest rise
                              in deep inhale

we are a natural paradox
       so many ironies abound
         discordant harmony
is our synaesthesia
     in visible darkness found

and I love this delicious enjambment
as your aura invisibly slips
                               into mine
our lines have no beginning,
                                 no end
    as we undo
          the boundaries
                      of time

Thoughts of you drift daily through my mind.
Images created from your doings that made me who I am.
Mother,  my infinite support and guiding light.
Inspired by you, I tread my sometime rocky path.
Remembering your advice, 'keep pushing on'.
To the next adventure, experience created.
Still the floating thoughts arrive to mold
The future that awaits me and my journeys end.

“Your laugh
Is the second best
Sound I've ever heard.”
“What's the first?”
“Hearing you say
You love me, too.”

Be brave enough
to catch
your dreams.
Even when everybody is
Bringing you down.
Giving up is the easy way out.
But you are tougher.
Jealously is
powerful, it's wrong.
But some people
just want to
see you suffer.
Just keep on smiling and carry on :)

Akaash.Horizon

i will never again wrap my arms around you
in the same way that i will never again
wrap my mind around the idea that i was not enough for you.
i am enough and i will always be enough.
i am all that i have
At the end of the day when the sun is not there
to give my thoughts and surroundings a warm glow
and there are no voices or bodies around but my own
all that i have and all that matters
is what exists behind my eyelids
it is there that i grow and turn darkness into my canvas
for raising light, love, and potential
while my body slowly ages.
i am enough
or else you did not see me.