Never seen someone like you,
I don’t know whether I will ever see someone like you,
Never been so mad about you,
I dont know what’s the reason which drives me mad about you.

Never seen someone as adorable as you,
I don’t know it might be whenever I see into your eyes,
Never seen someone as cute as you,
I don’t know it might be whenever I see your smile.

Never been so caring ever before,
I don’t know if it is my concern or my love towards you,
Never been so exited ever before,
I don’t know if this is excitement or my happiness whenever a thought appears of you.

Never seen someone as notorious as you,
I dont know might be the inner kid within me whenever you are with me,
Never seen someone as matured as you,
I don’t know might be you have learnt to handle me.
                 -Darsh Parekh

a sink with broken eggshells at the bottom
skin turning flush red from the inside goo
always making you itch
because everything is so nervous
if it wasn't there would be no purpose
no jackknifing or tossing
no thrashing or abrasive arm wrestling
to feel a stillness inside your stomach
like an eye of a storm
patiently smug
because  the turbulence is never
in
only around

the debris will never hit your cornea
no splintered pupil
always wanna be tender
but I think brave is best

To comprehend the idea of freedom,
Thrown around me in retort,
Goes along the path of reason,
The very thing that I was taught.

Unbeknownst to me this beginning,
Built up of loss and flames,
Brings me courage to carry on winning,
Lifes ever changing games.

I bring you chance of please and pardon,
A route not yet walked by,
Snakes slither round you in this garden,
But you do not flinch or cry.

From broken bones and desperate illusions,
To a place to rest and drink,
We open our minds to other conclusions,
The worlds bigger than we think.

I love you...
More than quiet trips to the library
More than a up of delicious iced coffee
More than cancelling Friday night plans
More than Tumblr and Pinterest
More than a new book that hasn’t been opened yet
More than the old bookstore smell
More than the coffee shop no one knows about so I’m the only one in it
More than finishing my homework early
More than writing a new page of my book

did this poem just write itself, is more needed?

every day is holy, you just need to reason why!

could it be:

laundry day, a fresh starting, a new cleansing sparking

stroking her face, squeezing her apple cheekbones, smile extracting

making kissing her forehead, caressing her thumb knuckle, into a weapon of holy war

early to rise, coffee maker man, a saint she declares, from night risen

tracing her heart’s shape with a memorizing fingertip, transferable
to your own graying forested chest

happy new day, an everyday celebration; Happy Lockdown Day!

You claim that
You're
Strong

A line I heard more than once.

But.

A strong person
Need not
Tell himself
That he's strong

He simply knows that he is.

He need not to look in the mirror
And convince himself.

So.

Whatever it is you
Have in your head.

C'mon, take a seat
And.

Talk to me.