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 Dec 2019 Khushi Puthran
ross
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her beauty is the novel
that no words can describe
her beauty is the moonlight
the stars could never find
her beauty makes us equal
from sinner to a saint
her beauty is the sunset
van gogh could never paint


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 Dec 2019 Khushi Puthran
ross
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moonlight spilling from her eyes
magic pouring from her lips
the universe in audience of her beauty
even the stars would weep with envy


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 Nov 2019 Khushi Puthran
z
when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
headfirst
roughly
harshly
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?
 Nov 2019 Khushi Puthran
Irene J
I wish we never meet as friends,
So we can fall in love as strangers.
Maybe in another life.
 Nov 2019 Khushi Puthran
yne
guess I'll keep saying
I love you, hoping the next
whisper will be true.
tell me love, if it is still love if we dont feel things anymore but we try to be mature and still stay together

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