Kash Baloch — Poetry on Identity, Love, and Survival

The Taj Mahal exists as proof that love like this should not be missed Pyramids in all their wonder do not compare to our thunder The seven seas do not contain enough water to quench my thirst like you do The world in all its magnificence was created just for you Everest in all its majesty could not take me as high as you Mysterious Stonehenge try as it may does not intrigue me like you do Pisa's leaning tower would stand upright if it had you for support The Colosseum would be lucky to host your sport Modern marvels like the CN Tower or the Empire State Would be awestruck by the beauty our love emanates The great wall of China's ego would deflate when unable to relate to a love that is this great The city of lights in France, once synonymous with romance will replace Mona Lisa in the Louvre with the masterpiece that is you Art collectors from far and wide, will make pilgrimage to see your nature divine You will tour the world's museums...

Cancerously consumed me ravaging my sanity making me despise you more with each minute that slipped away like sand, your manner maligned me mockingly as your acid lies corroded the beauty in our land.  Still naive of me to believe that this was not a part of your plan, you were barely a boy though you claimed to be a man. Wickedly waged a war with me, wanting to wound me with your words as weapons, vindictively victimized me, venomously terrorized me, you were such a villain.  Ravenously rode me raining on my happiness with every chance you'd get, pitifully probed me preying on my weakness resulting in rivers of regret.  I trusted you to treat me right instead you robbed me in the night, I trusted you to treat me right, but you stripped  me of my sight.   You really blinded me, played me like a pawn in your wicked game of Chess.  Really blind-sighted me, left my world in such a mess.   Fiercely fabricated figments of your im...

The predator becomes the prey as I lie in wait for you to devour me, I have been waiting for this day.   With each mouthful, you gain power over me, weaker with each word you say.   A drop of my blood was all it took into your shark infested waters, to make you crave the taste of me, I bite my lip as I am slaughtered.   You were a carnivore from the start, a perfect match for me, a mere piece of meat, wanting you to ingest me like the tastiest treat. In the desert, I cut myself hoping you would catch my scent and notice me from above, it wasn't long before you circled me wanting to feast on me with your love.   I never expected a vulture to take its time the way you did, making me moan as you feasted on my bones, all of it worth the sacrifice to have you touch my skin.   The predator becomes the prey as I lie in wait for you to devour me, I have been waiting for this da With each mouthful, you gain power over me, weaker with each word...

On bended knee, I seek contrition f or my carnal sins,  grant me a private audience   so I can seduce you with my confession ; h elp me undress from my suffering.   Let my pain be your pleasure, whip me into shape  then join me with your hands in prayer,  as I bow my head further in submission,  seeking recompense, I refuse to come up for air.   Shine your light down on me from above, and bless me with a kiss ; release me like the dove, then free me from my abyss.   Crucify me with your caress,  liberate my spirit with each calculated touch . M y name waits in vain to be the only one that you address ; just do not dismiss me, I yearned for so long to be judged.   Satiate my hunger with your body made of bread,  feed me, nourish me and tease me, sending me to purgatory like the dead.   Drown me in your blood red wine dyeing my blind faith in the process,  I turned down a life of luxury in the hopes I...

Your skin against my own as soft as winter's first sweet snow, the heat from your thighs like the sun that warms the summer and its skies, your finger tips like thunder, electrically charged and filled with wonder, your fragrant breath like a spring breeze when caressing the nape of my neck.  Eyes golden brown and deep, radiant from within, kisses from velvet lips that sensually seduce me like sins, hands that fall like autumn leaves adding colour to me from the inside out, I turn bright, crimson red as my body rewards you with goosebumps and you become the leader to my boy scout.  Like a seasoned lover, you are patient as your crops await my rain, not a drop of me is wasted until I circle your drain.  Passion was once as unclear to me as a sky covered in pollution, unbeknownst to me was that your love was the solution.  Clouded no more, I see the light shining from the Heavens right into you then into me, like spring does to the cherry tree, you have made me blossom...

Collecting dust, and forgotten high upon a shelf I hear your cries of desperation as you call for help You were once a coveted prize, the object of desire for all Until you met your demise like all possessions, then began your fall No longer new nor slightly used, you were not even last season Not an antique, just weak, the flavours of the week even viewed you as excretion Bargain bin beautiful priced for much less than you cost to make You whimper, indignant that you were authentic yet being treated like a fake There must be a way to regain their love, you thought arrogantly from your final resting place. Perhaps I'll be seen as unique again, if I just put on my best face. Adorned in a vibrant smile from cheek to cheek You convinced yourself that you were a chic Many admirers passed you, fingering you for nostalgia's sake Then returning you to your dusty shelf, leaving you for someone else to take Such is the fate of those that forget their ...

My superhuman abilities were a blessing and a curse For although in place to protect me, they often did quite the reverse Faster than a speeding bullet and more powerful than a locomotive Who was going to save Superman when he lost the will to continue floating. Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound yet matters of the heart tore me apart like kryptonite Unsure if I could go on with emotions coursing through my veins electrifying me like dynamite It was easier to be unfeeling, numb to man's nuances and moods Life was less revealing, when I was thought of as crude Grief stricken without a spell or potion to ease the pain Sadness engulfed the superhuman, casting a shadow cloud of sorrow on my Herculean frame With a brave face on, I returned to fight crimes and matters not of the heart Renewed confidence and faith in myself as I crossed my heart and hoped to be stronger and not so easily torn apart Invincible again, no magic needed to know I will...

Put your hand in my hand, let me take my brush and paint the world for you I want you to discover me as I explore the intricacies of you Slide your fingers through my hair, let me share my soul with you Caress my skin, I'm glistening, eagerly wanting to undress you Watch the sun rise in my deep eyes as I pull your shirt over your head Feel the passion in between my thighs climb atop me in this bed I turn crimson and blood red, your touch sets me on fire Leave the lights on so I can watch you fill me with your desire Kisses on my neck conquer me, I am unfolding Don't hold back, move with me, my eyes start rolling Make me sweat, grind deeper into me Hear me scream out your name as you fill me with your beauty Lie with me, let me taste the sweat dampening your neck My tongue flickering across your body, slowly making you wet I can feel you throbbing against my leg I want you so desperately but want to hear you beg Do it rough, bite me hard...

Tearing through my wilderness like savages, the wild fire inside my heart refuses to subside; spreading like disease, as spectators watch amazed, helplessly, awestruck by the most ferocious element there is.  Dancing in the dark, like the deranged, painting the blue dusk night with violent reds, deep yellows and aggressive oranges.  Devouring everything in sight, reducing my beauty to little more than mountains of ash and embers.  Happy to have made it out unscathed yet distraught to have to start over, again, planting trees and recreating nature from scratch.  Inside, the prospect of starting anew is almost exciting now that I have survived the worst.  Granted an opportunity to start over, a second chance to right all my wrongs and undo my mistakes.  A brand new beginning complete with a newer, improved version of me.  Putting my best foot forward, I leave my old life behind as I step over the remnants of the destruction that made me not only resume, ...

I was convinced I was immortal, invincible even. Then in an instant, my world was turned upside down. I came face to face with my own mortality. As I watched helplessly as you slipped away, forever becoming slightly out of reach. I let out a wail that resonated to and vibrated my spirit, shaking it awake. Forcing it to pay attention to the day that everything changed. Darkness, disarray and depression danced with me. Decay was everywhere.  I was decayed. I was diseased.  Once again, disoriented by death. Dismembered by the untimely demise of my nearest and most dear. After acquiescing to the agony and surrendering to the shock that impatiently waited to feast on me, I folded into myself.  Collapsing, not knowing when or if I would ever just be "okay". The effort of each day was like a loaded gun that I refused to pick up. Debilitating denial was a delicacy I would delve into as a means to deal with the pain. Although there was no room for turn...

This is highly personal...but I wanted to share this with the people that matter most.  I probably could've done so in a less "public" forum but I am ultimately an open book.     So it is the 31st of December, a day on which society denotes that one reflect on the year they've had and then go out and get annihilated through ingesting as much alcohol/drugs as possible, or perhaps that was just my old social circle and not society as a whole that had that expectation.  Lol, I have decided to do things a little differently this year though, and I am certain beyond doubt that I will stick to my guns and end the day/begin thIS NEW year with a calm, cool, collected and CONSCIOUS mindset.  Emphasis on conscious because, as you  may know from reading previous entries, I preferred living in a state of permanent intoxication; I self-medicated through drugs, alcohol, and whatever else I could get my hands on in order to avoid dealing with issues that had in...

Roman empires could crumble from one look into your eyes,  thankful to the Heavens for bestowing me with the greatest prize.  Within a single month, Cleopatra and Marc Anthony  would concede to their defeat,  as our love story grows more elaborate,  no contest for theirs, so weak and incomplete.  In Pisa, you can lean on me,  I will reciprocate your kindness  that beautifies my soul.  The romance I will endow on you in Venezia will be  the missing piece that makes your puzzle whole.  Help me blossom into a real boy in Firenzé like Pinocchio,  as my heart opens wider to make more room  for the most deserving prince that I will ever know.  Your elusive Mona Lisa smile sends me sailing to the Amalfi Coast,  as I become compelled to paint you, my next masterpiece,  from your head down to your toes, I am engrossed.  Make my way to the Vatican to see if it could be true  that the Sistine...

Dreaming whilst awake, no longer in need of slumber, as one touch or caress from you is enough to make me crack then crumble.  Floating blissfully on my own butterflies' wings, you are quickly becoming my everything.  You hold the brush artfully as you paint my canvas filling it with colour, and my heart agrees that you are unlike any other lover.  Sorceror skilled as you leave me breathlessly thrilled, no longer in need of jagged little pills, you've come in for the kill turning this predator into your prey.  Like turning water into red wine, you intoxicate me in every way when skies are grey.  Chianti kisses that flavour my tongue, you shot my apathy down and left me yearning, burning, hotter than a smoking gun.  Although my initial reaction was to run, your predecessors have been outdone, hooked on you now like you just might be the one.  Call me mother Earth, as I orbit you just like the sun.  Dye my chardonnay with your shiraz, then fill me w...

Heartbreak, sorrow and grief transcended led me to the path that meandered in your direction, flying above the sky on the back of a bird called bliss, you are the closest yet to perfection, I can feel it in your kiss.  Your brown eyes make me glow from the radiant heat and love that I see reflected inside, I saddle up and grab the reins, more prepared now than I've ever been for any other ride, hopefully this one devoid of pain.  Like kerosene, you looked at me and I was set ablaze like gasoline.  Relieved to be reignited as I thought I lost my light and that my prose would remain unrequited.  My flammable heart burns brazenly inspired by your scent, as my spirit moans crazily from your manna, you are truly Heaven sent.  Suddenly, the gears in my mind race again, sending blood and your name coursing through my victorious veins.  Virulent love infects me making me glow from the inside out, although I try with great effort to keep my guards up and devout, you...