Kash Baloch — Poetry, Prose & Survival

Falling apart, ripping at the seams, as I accept the mess that's left behind from another broken dream. The tears fail to come for these eyes refuse to weep for someone who's decided that I am not worth the effort to keep. I made an effort to change, only saw you in my mind and heart, but our fears materialized, so it was over before it could even start. The sadness I possess in watching our fairy tale fail, makes me wonder, and question whether love will ever prevail. True to myself, I refuse to sacrifice more than I have inside, when it seems so easy for you to accept that our future has already died. With no hope in your eyes, you easily say goodbye, real love seldom appears, and is hard to come by. I will be here when, and if, you ever need a friend, but until then I hang my head low in defeat, and accept that this is the end. You win, another triumph under your belt, the queen of spade arrives, as I count my blessings, cut my losses, and smile as the cards have be...

I covered my eyes, and hid behind a veil of lies, always assumed you'd remain as consistent as the sunrise. I trusted you with my life, without considering you would ever wield the knife that cut into my back, and carved out my heart. Our legacy over before it could start. The stars above sparkle no more, their shine, and their lustre have been defiled like a whore. Crumbled, destroyed, like fallen empires. You promised me immortality, yet abandoned me, leaving me as the loneliest vampire. Lestat, and the Cullens are no match for this pain, that stings my eyes as they fill with tears like acid rain. Devastated, I turn away from you, no longer a victim of your love, I thought you could take away the blues, but instead more blues colour me from above. Denounced, and left in the streets to die after being stoned, you could have been my king, but instead you chose to be dethroned. You were my parachute that failed to deploy, sending me falling, stumbling towards ...

Woken from a nightmare that seemed to never end, I have reached my Waterloo, and also found my very best friend. Mesmerized, I dance entranced, like the whirling dervishes of Istanbul, you have intoxicated me like elixir, as I now see the cup as half full. Follow me, and take my hand, we will have our Eden as your body is my Wonderland. Your kisses make my lips quiver, and your touch makes my whole body shiver. You have scared away my stutter, I am no longer afraid to soar. I spread my wings, and take off, you have shown me what my heart is for. Every time that you are with me, I feel so positive. As the love flows reciprocally, for once, I am receiving all that I give. Our bodies rise, and fall as one, as the passion takes control. You are the missing piece that has made my puzzle whole. From your eyes, I feel the warmth of a thousand suns as they rise. You have saved me from myself, as you are my reward for all of the unsuccessful tries. Each day spent with ...

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...