Lame I write and my lover reads with the drool. Makes me wanna watch him and take away his sorrows in my pen.
©️kanikachugh
Month: May 2023
Preachings running out!
Preach preach preach!
People
preach
from filled pockets
and empty brains.
With unscathed heart
and untethered emotions.
Sided by parallel friends,
attentive as bread crumbs
asking to ‘just move on’.
With double skin,
houses on higher ground
preaching ‘not to drown’.
With dried pillows and
shadows never patrolling at 3am
urging ‘not to grate brains and sleep’.
If they knew Hurt
the way a burning paper
recedes in front of a matchstick.
If they knew Wound
as an unasked excavation of land
with mostly dirt and barely a treasure
If they knew Heartache
they’d would know
why some turn into wolves,
finding comfort in being
dangerous and to howl all alone;
all ’cause of the lack of help
and not to bite back the world.
©kanikachugh