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 May 2016 Medhina Khanal
b r e n
Trying to break a habit;
I've been searching for happiness at the bottom of wine bottles.
I'd drink the whole thing and swear it'll pour out in the last drop.
Maybe it keeps sticking to the glass or its seeping out through my fingertips.
Red stained lips
And wine like blood warms my veins
constricting, pulling heart strings
Fill up my rosy cheeks
Before I drink the last shot.
Gripping glass with paper cut sized gaps.
I didn't find happiness at the bottom of glass bottles.
But when I find it
I can bottle it up.
So maybe you and I can share something we used to find in each other.
But for now
We can just pass the bottle.
Life sure is a bitter pill.

But instead of attempting to swallow it.

I'm straight up ******* choking on it.
Pill.
I've never been good at coloring in between the lines.

Because I leave no space in between these lines that are made,

When the blade molests my skin.
Color me silly.
 May 2016 Medhina Khanal
JP
Park..
 May 2016 Medhina Khanal
JP
why so beautiful??
sat on the bench
enjoyed
women jogging
a flavour to natural….
A puzzle is easy to take apart but hard to put together
The bigger the puzzle the more frustrating it gets
And sometimes we give up on the challenge

I am a puzzle
A one thousand piece puzzle

I gave up on putting myself back together
Too many missing pieces
Too hard of a challenge
 May 2016 Medhina Khanal
JP
Stars...
 May 2016 Medhina Khanal
JP
a night sky
nothing but a big mirror
reflecting good people..
Sometimes,
In the space between our lips
and the time between "I love you." ,
your heartbeat sounds like footsteps.
Please don't slam the door on your way out.
Something everyone desires to be,
At even a little capacity,
Humans want to be so similar to each other,
Then at the same time want to be different and stand out,
Leaving room for doubt,
People believing that differences are all good or all bad,
Normal is customizable though,
Depends on where people are,
Who can be considered a "star"
While not being removed too far,
Giving them a human element
For others to relate to,
Hoping they aren't alone,
Looking up to someone on an imaginary throne,
A place they got placed,
Having their progress traced,
Planes, train, cars, and buses chased
For no reason in particular,
Besides the fact they are so normal,
Yet somehow stand out,
In the perfect balance of normal and idol.
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