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 Mar 2014 Red Bergan
Àŧùl
I wish that I could,
Encase your hands in my hands,
Whenever you need me to come,
And you need to feel me present,
Present near you in your vicinity.

Freely in my arms,
You are falling carefree relaxing,
Fall tension-free in my embrace,
Gelling well to my calmer body,
Play in the lakes of salty water.
My HP Poem #595
©Atul Kaushal
 Mar 2014 Red Bergan
Liam
I'm tired of beauty
incessantly meddling in my affairs

luring me to venture outside myself
revealing hidden radiance within

disguising life's dismal undercurrent
reducing it to a superficial veneer

randomly appearing by surprise
stubbornly eliciting a smile

performing alchemy on the mundane
dousing my awareness in the elixir of life

beauty...
the pulchritude of spirit...that's all it is...
 Mar 2014 Red Bergan
Cathyy
You look at me..
Like I'm Medusa
But you're the one who knew her
Until your beauty threw her
Over the edge,
&Now; theres snakes on her head ;)

But what we have,
Is so forbidden
Cause you and I are so different
But i dont care cause
You keep me living

And we could be talking bout nothing
For hours on end
You've got a face of an angel,
You must be heaven sent
I just don't know if I'm able
To adore you any less
And how do you talk about 'nothing'
With a Greek Goddess?..

...Don't look at me like I'm Medusa
Baby
I'll meet you here when the moons up maybe..
I'll prove to you that its true love
I've got a heart that can't be changed
I've got a love that will not fade
And i don't say much but for you i'd be okay

So can we just talk about nothing
For hours on end
How great would that be for us dear
To get away from them
Cause i know that i am not worthy
to even be your friend
But I'm falling for a Greek Goddess..
All over again.
Absolutely love this and will be releasing a demo version on my youtube channel; JournalOfMusic

I also wrote a one page short story for this which can be found on my wattpad; CathyWantsToWrite

:) xo
star eyed yellow bloom
washed in sunlight's shower
the radiant healer of all your gloom
field full of sunflower!
at the sunflower field (please see cover photo)
You search askance the face
Gaze my brows awhile
Think why isn't a trace
Where’s gone from lip my smile!

There are times galore
Can’t help the way you need
Can’t bring to you that more
The warmth of me you greed!

You seek my eyes’ that shine
The glint of love deemed true
Need read on face the line
The way you are used to!

Not always can show my face
The way I should to you
Not always can bring happiness
And trust built strong and true!

Don’t like when that happens
A stranger in me you find
Your eyes show signs of rains
Pains flood your breaking mind!
Take me away
So I can silently break
Let me shatter
Away from all of this clatter
I can't stand the sound
Of a life going down
I allow myself to sink
And before I can blink
I am at the bottom of the sea.
Won't someone save me?
They think I'm pure as snow
Not that I am boiling and smoking
And they will never know
That I am beyond broken
 Mar 2014 Red Bergan
Àŧùl
Even as she gets busy with stuff
She doesn't ever make me alone
Her cute holographic image stays
Leaving no scope for Loneliness
Killer is the way that she smiles

Trying to touch her cheeks then
I extend my arm as I intend that
But then I only reach the mirrors
Realizing that it is me & me only
I smile to myself I am her lover
My HP Poem #593
©Atul Kaushal
Useless babble
Thrown forth from a drunk
Reminds me of a child
Playing with bubbles in a tub

You can't understand them
You laugh and you think
One's just a baby
But the other
How much did he drink?
Inspired by a drunk friend babbling while his wife gave his son a bath,thought it funny and ironic(at least his son had a good reason for babbling, he was under 2) :)
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