Roses are fine\\k.s

Roses are fine,

Violets upset.

My body is numb.

My heart so dead.

© Khushi Suneja

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The Darkest Night\\ k.s

It is when everyone is gone,
You’re alone from dusk till dawn.

It is when people bid adieu,
And there’s absolutely no one at your rescue.

It is when you think you’ve lost your way,
When you’re just dying in dismay.

It strikes with a sudden pain in the heart,
When everything’s falling apart.
But the best way is to act smart.
‘Cause it might be leading you to a beautiful start.

Surely there comes a time when one feels astray.
But one mustn’t ignore the forthcoming bright day.

Yes, it does look like there’s no escape.
But just ponder over the chances you could take.

But just don’t lose your calm as you get appalled with rude remarks,
Remember, it’s always the lion that roars and the dog that barks.

Just be your own mentor, be your own guide.
Never lose hope, and put all your worries aside.

Cause people come and people go,
What only remains are scars.
But remember it’s always in the darkest night,
That shine the brightest stars.

© Khushi Suneja

I met a girl \\ k.s

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