Roses are fine\\k.s

Roses are fine,

Violets upset.

My body is numb.

My heart so dead.

© Khushi Suneja

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Friends \\k.s

I saw you guys dancing around, I saw him fling you in his arms,
I couldn’t help but wonder if I could take his place,
‘Cause wishing couldn’t harm.

You’d be staring at him in wonder, staring at him in awe,
While I’ll be standing in a corner, with my love pure and raw.

I would watch you guys everyday, see you walking around hand-in-hand,
While I’d be standing in the rain, drenched near a bus stand.

You’d be sitting next to him in the car,
While I’ll be somewhere quite afar.

I’ll just keep wishing that you’d be mine,
Just praying that our relationship would refine.

I knew that I could treat you better, I knew he didn’t deserve you
But you were so blinded by his love that you just had no clue.

He just had you as a doll, just a toy to play,
I knew for sure that he’ll leave you one day.

He left you soon enough, just as I had foreseen,
Just like you I wonder, how could he be so mean?

He broke your heart into a million pieces while I was ready with a glue in my hand,
I just wanted to fix you, just making you okay was my plan.

I don’t know if it’s right to even think like that, but I secretely hoped that now you should be with me instead.
I kept on thinking about that, the thought was now roaming inside my head.

I approached you with flowers and a hope in my heart,
But who knew our mindsets were so apart.

It took all the courage in me to finally confess,
Only Lord knows, how hard I was trying to impress.

You looked at me with hurt in your eye,
For all I knew, you’d let out a cry.

But there was still a hope alive inside,
Now it was just for you to decide.

You rejected the flowers and gifted me with your words,
Something I wish I had simply misheard.

And then all my hopes, everything came to an end,
As soon as you said, “Lets just be friends.”

© Khushi Suneja

I bleed\\ k.s

It is when a woman speaks, she mostly utters poetry.

It was the night of betrayal. It was the silent night. I remember the gust of wind that swayed me along, and got me out of my thoughts. It was yet a silent night, but I could hear you tiptoe your way.

You tiptoed right onto my place, right onto my way. I was there by the bornfire. Dreaming in pain. Writing in vain. The last writing I could recall. I could hear your shadow scream in silence, scream in the dark, warning me of the forthcoming disaster.

Yes, I knew your company was bad, the aura you carried was my unhealthy diet. I knew something was wrong. I knew you were wrong. But it was as though I was tempted by the devil.

I could feel your rush, even in a hush. I could feel you striding onto my way. I could sense yourcoming very well. I could sense your intensions. I could smell them. I could feel them.

Your audacity no longer surprising me, I resumed my poem. Your intensions making me smile, call it what my vanity, but I no longer consider your existence any worthy. I smile and wait for you to take a step. Wait for your colours to pop, wait for your inner devil to show up.Then, the fire burned even more drastically. Not of the bonfire, but in my veins. I waited and waited, and what I had forseen, came true this day.

You stabbed me with the dagger of your betrayal. And yet, I bled poetry.

© Khushi Suneja

Mine\\k.s

I cried my eyes out, bled out my soul.
I remember being all nasty, you being all cold.

I was all teary, I was all torn.
You took along my smile, with the fake mask I’d worn.

With every breath that I took,
I wondered what went wrong.
Where was it that what I overlooked.

I was taken aback, to see you leave.
Yes, I was shocked. Yes, I couldn’t believe.

I thought you were my escape,
But you turned out to be fake.
You took all you could, all you could take.
Guess, we were together just for the namesake.

Everything was in a mess,
Yes, I confess.
You turned out to be the demon, when I thought you were the best.

Everything was fine, yes I lied.
Recalled what all I could, yes I cried.

We were going really well, my friends used to say.
Liars, they turned out. With you, they betray.

I thought we were doing okay,
Now what it seems, you only wanted to play.

You played a nice game,
With my heart that was tame.
Yes, you are to be blamed,
For you brought me shame.

We were together at a time,
But now I guess that was a crime.
I thought again we’d begin,
But now I guess that was a sin.

You threw flame in my heart,
Guess what, it was torn apart.
All you did was simply depart,
But felt like you threw in my soul a dart.

Whatever I had thought of you, all assumptions went wrong.
You wronged me, when I thought we were going strong.

I thought we were perfect, our relationship was divine.
But guess what dear, you were never mine.

© Khushi Suneja