Kanak Kashyup

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

Our story still revolves around that coffee mug

Like the full mug of coffee that special coffee mug spilled it's drops....
The same way I dropped my happiness in your each saps....
Coffee sweet and sweeter......
Remember the first eyes' colloid glitter....
Sugar like sugar.....the soluble we.....
Nothing is like that there is now it's only me........
Accumulation of that thick layer over the surface......
The equal amount of unremarkable guilt I face........
But what is the fault of that unfortunate worthy spoon....
No no no not in that worth to be envious of that moon......
The plate at the base of that mug that coffee mug. .......
My dreams are the same way lied below the false pride of thy smug.....

Inspired by a talk with friend.
I don't know the whole story, just a small incident bonded to few hours.

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

Outlander

The feeling of being an outcast an outsider
Joke with me or on me they are always the decider
Innocent or fool. ...my so called friends the offender.
Seeking a soul in groups of stranger.
Unable to reach atleast that one defender.
Have you ever feel how it's to be an outlander.
Don't break that small innocent tiny leaf's tender.
Unbelievable how any one could be so lender.
'll be decided by the one who is the sender.
An option in aloneness not the part of the fender.
Again not innocent a fool wanted to be a member.
Won't join that thread again O mender.
Is it so difficult to trust an anti lander..??
Let's leave one day may they find this Commender.
Cause it's very harsh full to be an outlander!!

#Alone #Misunderstood #new fake faces #tired #new city #new people #old me

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

That fiery touch.

I touched the beautiful butterfly never-seen before...........And ended up in burning my own fingers by that uncontrollable spark.........

Always beautiful things doesn't give happiness.........sometimes it gives never vanishing scars....

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

Not in life

Some people will stay longer on our mind..,
than in our life..because that's the fate.....

Affection starts with glare when stares end..,
Because eyes are more curious to
state....

Your regular appearance turned a stranger into friend..,
Now my one gesture is enough to turn your smile into bate...

Fingers, the smoothest when crossed my hand..,
Making me unmovable & my screams..became blate...

Gently & gradually.. we grew with a noticeable bond..,
Our shared laughs and silly secrets..people started to relate...

Step by step, cards and chattings...now no.s are exchanged..,
Making fun, scaring..Leaving and adding..a strange warmth ,we sensate...

Avoiding, Ignoring, Annoying and hurting... but remembering only bond..,
Realisation of sensation or emotion...not enough fortunate....

But timing, the cruel destiny and tears needed to be expand...,
Left with memories and untold story of closeness or a form of regret....

because some people will stay longer on our mind..,
than in our life..because that's the fate.....

Inspiration is a close friend.

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

Isolated

The net of betrayals......the darkness of failure.......
I'm in the midst'f ocean of loneliness and no one to cure......
The angels forget the....address of deepest layer.......
I am here whole suffocated from absence of adhere.....
The something inside me still want some compassion and care ......
It's like I am dying daily....by abolishing my tear.....
Want to laugh truly but to make me that no one is here......
Smile my dead one wanted that glare....
That never understanding treacherous angel....to whom I share......
Sailing the deepest of my sea of emotions and fear.......
All alone wanted a real support that closest near..........

Circled in misunderstanding #isolation#unbearable failures

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

Forever

What is the real meaning of forever.......??? I wish I could get the answer.... somewhere....Someday....

Now-a-days FOREVER is so temporary....

Kanak Kashyup Jan 2018

That simple GOODBYE

Sometime a simple good-bye...,
Can make us terribly cry.
Feeling of worthless, hapless...,
Life is doing humorous wry.
I don't know what will happen...,
If today I die.
Forget my needs but not my deeds...,
All this happen with me,why.
Every time losted living within own storms...,
One cannt break what already broken...but try.
Living in dreams, but actually sailing nightmare...,
Give me not happiness but peace just not pry.
Hovering over virtual forgotten the real...,
If I state more accept my sry.

Sometimes a good-bye become worse....