Kash Baloch — Poetry on Identity, Love, and Survival

The chaos of confusion creates conflict within my mind, as I crawl through the dark searching for a cure to the cancer that has left me blind. Through dimly lit eyes, the uncertainty of us magnifies, blurring the lines between the truth and then the lies. I cannot breathe, nor can I eat although I am starved for clarity, yet full from deceit. I attempt to live in the moment and take each day in stride, but the very thought of us makes me want to run away and hide. There used to be a time when it always rang true, that you were the answer, and I was the clue. Since then it seems, I have been living through a dream, carelessly coursing through the world hoping to find a conscious stream. The promises we made were unjust and impossible to keep, and despite it all, we still failed to look before we leaped. You were the ink that helped me write my prose, even though I pricked your lips like a kiss from a wretched rose. The canvas of my life bleeds with devastating anarchy, manipulat...

Once upon a time your love made me feel the most sublime, you added spice to my life, just like cinnamon and thyme. Your kiss was the conviction and the cause of our carnal crimes, and yet the passion still dried out like dust defiled grime. And somehow I still believe in your kind eyes as I stare to the skies and pray for a reprise. Like a derailed train, our future flew off the tracks, waiting in vain, I hope we can collaborate and bring our love back. Disenchanted as I no longer see through a rose coloured view, communication was the dragon that we failed to slew. My strength was not enough to remove the sword from your heart, and as a result we were forced to interrupt our story as we slowly grew apart. I take comfort in wishing on stars with childlike innocence wondering where you are, hopeful that you will return and be the lighter to my cigar. With each inhale, I will breathe you in, letting you soak into my skin; my lungs will fill with your nicotine, as I b...

Legendary lilac love's lullabies lament lasciviously lacerating lessons learned long ago, lackadaisical lack of depth laboriously led to the loss of ladylove. Overzealous omnipotence obscures others' options of overcoming odds, your obese objectification once obligable obliterated our obsessions, occulting obsoleteness. Vindictively vindicating vapid venom vehemently veered via voluptuous vengefulness, vaguely vaccinating villains and heroes like the Valkyrie. Eager endeavours earnestly entertained, eternally everlasting evil exuded externally erasing excitement exponentially everyday. Ignorance induced into increasingly ignominious incompetence instead of idealistic inheritances, in your eyes iodine irrigated irreverently invoking the invited invisibility of me. Sensually slaking stupor's selfish self-concerning scandals, storybook enchantment seductively slew your self-righteousness asunder. Proprietary presumptions prevailed, proving petulant precociousness pr...

Your emancipating evanescence hit me on my way out the door, as our bodies separated, love don't live here anymore. We failed to communicate our needs until we could no longer see eye to eye; your water that once nourished me is poison now and has run dry. We tried so hard to make it, as we held on tightly to one another's hand. Naivety was our downfall, as we refused to accept that our love had become a no man's land. Desolately isolated, barren like the deserts although our hearts were as frozen as the Arctic cold. Our love was replaced with the wickedest hate, as you carved a hole in my heart and desecrated my psychological state. You satisfied your hunger for pain as you tore up my insides like acid rain. This deluded distance dances drearily drinking me in, as I try to push you further away to stop the pain that I am in. I crystallize with fear, as my diamond eyes help me to see clear. I realize that you wanted to be my rock while turning everyone...

I was crawling through the dark but you made me believe I was fumbling towards ecstasy. Your rabbit hole enchanted me and then it got the best of me. I should have chosen simplicity instead of living lavishly. You copied, pasted and cut out my heart, then let the vultures ravage me. You burned me at the stake, ending your witch hunt with my body in flames, refused to allow me a defence as the fire spit at you and called you names. Was I really so blinded by love that I still suffer in your absence? I was the incense that made you feel zen when all you could do was think in dollars in cents. You are the reason why I have built walls that touch the sky, they protect me from the hurt in this world, and all that could go awry. I cried for days and until it seemed like there would be no end in sight, you stripped me of my sunlight and forced me to embrace the night. I would rather be alone than feel lonely in your arms, instead of providing me with shelter, you filled my world with...