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



Offend me? I swear.
Offend my bestfriend? Don’t you dare.

What we gossip about? Don’t you worry.
Mess with us? You’d be sorry.

Think we’re cool? Yeah, you’re right.
Think we’re not? We’d be in a fight.

Wanna be with us? Please, don’t you interfere.
Wanna be like us? No, you just can’t, dear.

You adore us? Good.
You don’t? You should.

Wonder why we’re always together? Yes, we’re inseparable.
Wonder why I chose her? well she’s so adorable.

Do we ever fight?Yes, all the time.
Wanna fight with her too? Nope, she’s mine.

My bestfriend is my soulmate, I say with zest.
Don’t you call yours cooler, cause my bestfriend is the best.

© Khushi Suneja

I Forgive You\\k.s

I forgive you for the mess you’ve caused.
I forgive you for keeping me in a haux.

I forgive you for leaving me in the dark.
I forgive you from miles apart.

I forgive you for pushing me away.
I forgive you for not making me stay.

I forgive you for making my soul mourn.
I forgive you for making my heart torn.

I forgive you for the betrayal.
I forgive you for not staying loyal.

I forgive you for leaving your scars.
I forgive you for imprinting your marks.

I forgive you for the delayed replies.
I forgive you for those little white lies.

I forgive you for those useless fights.
I forgive you for the sleepless nights.

I forgive you, I swear.
I forgive you, my tears say.

I forgive you, although you’ve never apologized.
I forgive you, my heart lies.

© Khushi Suneja

My Scars\\k.s

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

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