I met a girl at the corner of the room, sitting quietly, humming to herself, broad black nerdy glasses, reading a book, sipping her cup of coffee, reading her favourite chapter of her favourite book.
Quiet, still she had goosebumps all over, her heart beating faster than ever, as she read the lovers separate over a sheer misunderstanding. Her heart broke into pieces.
The girl, sipped her last, continued to read, after about an hour. I hope he comes back, and till then, she just waits. She thought to herself. Her life was just in books, her soul rested in chapters.
Putting the cup aside, she read through the last chapters, her frown turned into a smile, as she read the lovers reunite. All she ever wanted was a happy ending like this. She was elated, one could clearly tell.
She put the book aside, hugged it to her chest and smiled. You never fail to disappoint me. Then said her favourite author’s name.
I met a girl, I saw her. In the reflection of the mirror, sitting at the corner. Reading her favourite chapter of her favourite book, sipping her coffee and muttering to herself. You’re all I ever need. I need no one else. She smiled looking at the piles of books she owned.
© Khushi Suneja
Let yourself free from this world of sadness where your thoughts afloat and your anxieties grab your soul and push you further into the dark.
Let yourself free from the tiny shell that you have confined yourself in.
Let yourself free from the company of your best friend, loneliness. Let go of her, move on for once.
Let yourself free from all this mess, from your materialistic self.
Let yourself free.
For once atleast.
© Khushi Suneja
My eyes hurt from the tears that I’d shed this morning. The tears I shed last night as well. I was all happy, until I heard you say, goodbye. My heart ached, and I started to cry.
How much my soul sinked, you’ve got no idea, when you left me in the middle of nowhere. I cried, cried and cried. But you seemed to take no notice of that.
I wonder what happened to my happily ever after.What happened to the perfect life that I’d imagined ahead of me?What happened to my life, what happened to me? What happened to you?
There was a time when we were inseparable. So perfect. So together. Now the tears that my eyes shed say, how lonely I really am. How lonely, I am gonna be, now that you’re gone.
My soul, tries.
My heart, dies.
My eye, cries.
© Khushi Suneja
Your love tried to take the credit of my poetry. But unfortunately, my dear, it were your scars that compelled me to write.
I wonder if you look at yourself in the mirror and feel the same. Do you feel the way I feel? No, you don’t. You don’t have the scars to hide, or the marks to run away from.
I was never ever so pretty as much as you made me feel one day. Just like I was never ever this unfortunate as much as I felt this day.
You never ever even touched me. Yet, you left your marks. Now your scars lie all over my hands and legs, marks on my face, and bruises on my neck.
Do you have anything to regret? I hope you do. And I hope it’s the scars you are the most regretful of.
I knew sitting alone at the corner of my room at midnight in dim lights would do me no good. Nor would thinking about you would. But it would give me enough reasons to write about the pain. The pain given by you.
We may not be a thing anymore. But I will assure that your memories stay in my poetry.
My mom kept asking me what happened to me the other day. I did not have the guts to mention your name.
I wonder if you stay awake at midnight too. Remembering me. Regretting me.
You used to be my only one. I used to be only one of them. I still remember.
Missing you, I feel was like my duty. But wanting you was my passion.
I wonder what made me like you in the first place. Just like what made you leave me in the last.
There was a time I used to write for you. Now I kinda write about you.