she replaces her tears with laughs
awakens at night to avoid nightmares and the judgeful eyes of loved ones
she drinks away her confusions
smokes her way out of frustrations
injects affection into her heart of lust
feeds her mind with vindictive thoughts

she watched his love turn to doubt through her bloodshot eyes
and so,
she laughed to replace her eyes that didn't work
she laughed so hard until her stomach hurt

irritating itching creeping up my neck
annoying buzzes in my ear
screeching of the chalk board
the sound of knuckles cracking
the silence so noiseless it embarrasses my thumping heart
this is how my soul feels

A world without gravity
My body is floating with ease
I'm no longer breathing but I can still see
How the sky looks from underneath
There's something calming about the sounds of water being free
Nothing contained in a glass or flavored with tea
There's something beautiful about the darkness of the sea
Falling deep within the earth with unknown existence of other beings
A world without gravity
I'm no longer breathing but I can still see
Where Poseidon's gardens waltzes with the currents' swishing beat
Where water can remain in endless motion, barbarous and free
Where crying wouldn't exist, no tears but only expressions of grief
Where the sky is a psychedelic groovy scene from a lucid dream
I feel my last heartbeat before I sink into a lightless sleep

-K.V

I think that
Writing a poem is hard.
Maybe not just
A few words
On a few lines
But a masterpiece
Of your soul
Transformed into words
Called a poem
That transformation is hard
But oh they say
Poetry is easy
Anyone can write a poem
But few can write it in
The ink
That their soul bleeds.

can we run away to an island just for us two

we could watch the ocean underneath the moon

wanting nothing else but to wake up next to you

looking at each other the way lovers do

bathing naked in the lagoons

surviving on fish and sweet fruit

stranded by choice like romantic fools

thinking no one could feel what we do

your nightmares are my dreams
your terrified of death
death leaves me intrigued
drugs and sleep may take you away
but death would be my eternal escape