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there are two types of sadness

there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home
 Mar 9 Roman Four
you ever get that feeling
that you're not seen,
but you aren't completely invisible?

like they pay enough attention
to notice when you're gone,
but not enough to really care.

you're somewhere between being seen
and being invisible.
I will spread dirt into every crevice of my broken heart and plant flowers so big and beautiful, that their roots will mend all the shattered pieces back together, and you’ll never be able to see the mess I used to be.
And just when I
Thought the room
Was empty,
They stripped the
Floorboards and
Until the lone
Light bulb
Swung naked
From rafters
And I truly had
Nothing left.
 Mar 9 Roman Four
I try to scream for help
But I can’t
It feels like claws are running up and down my throat
Suffocating me making me unable to even let out a sob
So I just sit there in silence
Not being able to breathe
Not moving a muscle
 Mar 9 Roman Four
It hurts the most
When the person
That made you feel wanted yesterday
Made you feel so unwanted today.
The sun and moon sharing the sky
Their love radiating from opposite edges of life's greatest masterpiece
When looking up at the amazing beauty of the sun and moon out at the same time on opposite sides of the sky.
There is nothing more powerful than that connection.
 Feb 2017 Roman Four
Oh Doughnuts!
Oh oh Donuts!!
Oho delicacy!!!

This is how I long for you,
To drop into my mouth,
To slide down further.

Long enough now it is,
Your sweetness lingers,
On my mind ever since.
My HP Poem #1411
©Atul Kaushal
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