Kash Baloch — Poetry on Identity, Love, and Survival

Dreaming whilst conscious is something I thought to be impossible until you entered my life. Prior to this, I thought that this feeling was only true in fairy tales; enchanted, I take your hand and dance dazedly in a room full of strangers unconcerned with whether anyone is watching. They might stare, and criticize, but they fail to see the amber fire that flickers fiercely behind my eyes. Your velvet kisses that make me weak, and your touch that makes me blush, have added more purpose to my smile, as I'm helplessly inside your clutch. The hunter has become the hunted now that you are here with me, it was only possible once I stopped myself from searching for a cause to be happy. I found the cure inside myself, as real happiness comes from within; much to my chagrin, I refuse to stop myself from falling. The days I spend with you are reminiscent of paradise, the warmth that you emanate is now all I need to feel enticed. Nights with you are blissful, as I f...

Serene, as the blues and aqua greens wash over me, cleansing my soul of toxicity. Your eyes have lit my path, and I am in the dark no more, relieved to finally be disassociated from wrath. I take your hand trustingly, knowing that like my shepherd you will not lead me asunder or astray. As certain as the sun, I know that you will rise in the east, and set in the west at the end of my days. A night spent with you is as surreal as Dali's dreams realized through art; your name now circulates with my blood throughout my body, continuously passing through my heart. On Noah's ark, you would have surely been the partner that made my pair complete, yours is the kind of beauty that could never become obsolete. The three wishes I had been granted need not be fulfilled now that you have arrived, conscious of you now, I wonder how prior to you I had ever survived. Alive, oxygen fills my lungs with a fervour that puts fire to shame; torrid and blazing as it lights me up,...

A weekend of ecstasy and sheer, unadulterated bliss sealed with the most sensuous, and seductive kiss. A kiss from a rose would not be as sweet, as laying in your arms and listening to your heartbeat. I thank the Gods above for leading me right to you, for taking away the blues, and allowing me to feel something so pure, and true. You have captured my heart, and my soul follows along; I cannot wait to collaborate with you to create the most beautiful songs. I yearn to show you that you can be happy, too, if you take my hand and follow me to a land where we can start anew. I will make you my prince and bestow you with endless love, just as long as you stay faithful and push never turns to shove. I refuse to accept all the things I would reject in the past. Lying and cheating will only make love grow old fast; with you, I long to do everything right. Undo the wrongs I have done, and finally take flight. With new eyes, and an updated perspective on lif...