Cruising Alone

Hey there, friend, let’s take a ride, To the zoo where animals hide! Meet the lions with their big, gold hair, Roaring loud without a care. See the giraffes with their long, tall necks, Reaching up for leaves and snacks. Watch the monkeys swing and play, In a fun and happy way. The zebras trot with stripes so neat, And penguins waddle on their little feet. Come with me and have some fun, In the zoo where adventures run!

I often chuckle now, When these boys call me crazy cow. You said to me then, I am not assertive. When I started speaking up,  They say I am doing them a disservice. I love it when they hit with a NO, is a NO. If we reverse the roles, it would be a creepy Joe. Did you forget the times, you manipulated me in the start? When I did not want those smokey lips on my heart? Or when I was busy with work? And you only wanted one thing to twerk. I did not want to touch you, Or wanted you in my space. But you were blinded by your itch. Then threw me away in the ditch. What about your melodra matic lie, That you can't stand to see me cry. Where was this concern and fake scheme, As I lay in my bed yelling with screams. Funny how they justify their abuse. Saying my poems are a bit obtuse. I am ok with being called crazy now. I am no longer an instrument that you can plough. ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

Let me feel  Let me laugh Let me cry Let me scream Let me heal If it does not make your day bright, It does not mean it is not right. If I can put it into words and write, I can also hold onto a sword and fight. Just like living is your birthright, You don't get to dim my light.

I thought healing would be fun. After the never-ending darkness, I hoped to feel free in the sun. But sometimes I like the allure of the other side. The Good and the Wicked Witch or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. My smile reminds them of an Angel. Or did I get good at hiding the Devil? I will plea for Habeas Corpus, Until they find all the carcasses. Some of them are roaming free, When they should have been guillotined under Royal Decree. Am I good, bad or evil? Or the definitions are too medieval. If there is Heaven on Earth, Then so is Hell. ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

They laughed at me, Saying, I cry easy. "It is just a movie." But I was only ten., Learning to write with a pen., Still amused by who came first - egg or hen. I started swallowing my pain., Always waiting for it to rain., Not realizing the growing weight of my chain. Now, I am learning to be free, Solving my mystery., So, I can flourish like a tree. I don't want to take any potions. Only want to make sense of all my emotions. Overcoming all the preconceived notions. No, you can't catch me with a snare; Hoping to glide in the air, As I lay bare. ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse