For What

Which way am I going if my friends seem to be rooting against me?

A strange affliction

It’s all in the eyes

The tired objects of admiration they’ve become

Staying up late to think about a good thing

Dry, red veins that sting when tears form

A puff of air that’s irritable

Every blink I hear when it’s quiet

Feels entirely bittersweet

When the pictures I see are incomplete.

-Aarushi

I need to go to an ophthalmologist. Anyone wearing thick glasses out there too?

Amorphous

When I seal my lips and cut off my ears

Breathing down my neck, you want what I know

Unequivocal to your self-righteous reasons

When you’ve walked to doors just to sell me out.

With my eyes wide open, tears flood my face

A blurry vision deems shadows to be ghosts, in a dark embrace

I know your stance is everything I’m up against

So out of tune, your lullabies ricochet

Choking me with storylines you helped create

Always trying to get your own way

No storm warning, my head bobbing above water

I wouldn’t know what to say.

©TCOS

Oh, snap! What a mighty long, complicated burn.

All aboard

“If you jump, I jump,” he says

King of the ocean with a heart consumed by the world
Every girl he’s sketched draws a breath
Sneaking away to dances in a borrowed suit
As regal ball gowns flood the golden room
Any man she had yet to serve
Offers her a lifeboat

“I’m Rose,” she doesn’t need to say
Holding her hand he believes in fate
They had to let go
Far from sinking ships, near to each other wherever they are
It’s the fall that shatters, tilts the ship to a halt
Passengers watch young love take it’s last breath
The water isn’t that cold
They’ll be glad to drown.

– Published on Lunar Longing, inspired by Titanic

It seems a bit out of character for Jack to jump but the story is a tragedy anyways, right?

Adrift

Waves crashing ashore

Collapsing the sandcastles we built as kids

The best ocean view as the sun and horizon kiss

Seem like a distant memory of how I thought this would feel

As the sky seems out of reach

Architect within becomes without.

We begin going places rather make a home

Life isn’t a swing and a miss

Collect sticks and stones to protect what’s left

This is everything I thought it would be when I knew nothing

Take my hand, keep my thoughts like I kept yours

I’ll find a brick house that’s just ours with hardwood floors.

©TCOS

It’s past midnight here. Who told me to drink coffee? No one.

Q/A

I turned twenty this Sunday so to do something special I chose this classic idea.

1. Best birthday memory-

It was when I was 14, I remember everyone in my family gathered around me to sing Happy Birthday and cut the chocolate cake I helped bake, which had the accurate fluffiness.

2. Bedtime stories I loved were-

Those about Kings and Queens and their kingdom and dragons. I also grew up with a healthy dose of fairytales. I loved The Elves and the Shoemaker dearly. Ali Baba and the Forty thieves was the first book I ever owned.

3. The kind of magic I believe in-

I definitely fall for magic tricks as they’re entertaining but I live for the magic around us. Little things like leaves shaped like hearts, the stuff you find poetry in- how people fall together and apart. Wizards too.

4. Something that makes me feel like a bad person-

Being ignorant toward something. Like forgetting someone’s birthday who wholeheartedly wished me good luck for mine. But I’m changing this by learning the dates, one person at a time.

5. Something I’d like to initiate–

A book club please, to fangirl over all the characters. But also a dialogue with the people around me for compliments and good habits so that they know there’s room for growth and the conversation is not over.

6. Advice I live by-

You need to have balance between all the things in your life otherwise you’ll be the one on edge.

7. Inspiration behind what I write-

The people around me and events that happen to me- good or bad. Like many other people’s work, it’s derived from the life I live and choices I make.

8. Things that I find funny-

All of The Office TV show. My sense of humor is dry. I like puns a lot and witty jokes that are not trying to be funny.

9. Favourite people on WordPress-

I’m an avid reader on this site, I love the pages I follow. Poems and photography blogs are the top 2 things. I’ll add the link to specific sites if the writers allow. I would also love to repost some of my favorite poetry.

10. More about me-

I live in a city. My name is Aarushi which means first ray of sunshine. I’m a student living at home. I love coffee, French fries, dogs and the sky among other things.

It’s amazing to get to know people, so if you want tell me something about you that you wish people knew, do tell. I’d love nothing more. Thank you for reading!

Hearsay

Everything’s been said and nothing done
It’s rumored you taste like beer and smell like smoke
Sometimes I get drunk off your vibe
As you take my hand in a make-shift globe
Til we sway away from the floor
Hearsay, what I feel about you
Second-hand words from the people you’ve known
They’re names in a newspaper from before
In a moment of weakness, what do I have to be happy about?
The pause in your step when you see me
The smile in my stance when I see you
An overview of the room but I can never overlook you.

©TCOS

de novo

when the strings keeping your heart intact
are pulled together, tight
they close the wounds
shaping everything within
i’ve been working with a heart and less
but i don’t love you more than i tend to myself
i shouldn’t look back
those threads are chains and i can’t surrender
i won’t let you leave me asunder.

©tcos

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