Tag: fear

My Scars\\k.s

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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.

©Khushi Suneja

Midnight Reminiscing\\k.s

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Night 1,

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.

Night 12,

We may not be a thing anymore. But I will assure that your memories stay in my poetry.

Night 25,

My mom kept asking me what happened to me the other day. I did not have the guts to mention your name.

Night 37,

I wonder if you stay awake at midnight too. Remembering me. Regretting me.

Night 59,

You used to be my only one. I used to be only one of them. I still remember.

Night 73,

Missing you, I feel was like my duty. But wanting you was my passion.

Night 82,

I wonder what made me like you in the first place. Just like what made you leave me in the last.

Night 100,

There was a time I used to write for you. Now I kinda write about you.

©Khushi Suneja

Wake me up\\k.s

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Wake me up, when we’re done.

No longer in this war that we earlier begun.

Wake me up, as this gets over.

No one bitter; just love leftover.

Wake me up, as soon as we progress.

When we get up, get over this mess.

Wake me up, as we finish it for ever.

Even if we die in attempts to endeavour.

Wake me up, when I no longer see them dead.

All good, as we move ahead.

Wake me up, when everythin’s alright.

Back in shape, as we give up the fight.

Wake me up, as my kid arrives.

My wife no longer praying that I survive.

Wake me up, when we finally act sane.

Not the monsters, that suck on brains.

Wake me up, when everyone’s fine.

Celebrating the win, chucking on wine.

Wake me up, when we’re no longer in pain.

As the war, dies again.

Wake me up, when we all end up alive.

As through the situation, we soon contrive.

Wake me up, as we unite.

And if we reach back our homes tonight.

© Khushi Suneja

You weren’t just the one\\k.s

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I was running past my insecuries,

Dodging my fears,

Defeating my anxieties,

And getting over those tears.

I ran all the way through,

Survived the darkest of nights,

With a faith pure and untrue,

I fought as long as I could fight.

Soon, I realized that I was in a mess,

You weren’t the just the one, I found.

Stay away from him they’d suggest.

I couldn’t realize in time; I stand astound.

Yes, fault in our stars,

Blame on whatsoever you feel,

‘Coz we were never together; just apart,

You just behold as I conceal.

Our rendezvous was a mistake,

It shouldn’t have been this way,

We began a beginning that was fake,

And so I waited, until you betrayed.

I still wonder…

Were we ever meant to be?

As my life turns into a blunder,

My heart shatters into a million piece.

Yes, we never had a thing,

Love among us? Can’t recall.

Just running, chasing and mourning,

Sure that isn’t what love’s called.

Yes, we are no more us,

Just You and I,

You caused what it is now and thus,

It’s my turn to defy.

© Khushi Suneja