Cruising Alone

I die every day to live a little, In ways I’d never imagined before. Death is not always loss or an end; Sometimes, it’s the shedding of masks, The breaking of beliefs that tethered me tight, The crumbling of identities I thought were mine. Perhaps, a bit of innocence fades Each time life demands I confront the unknown— The darkness, the vast, unyielding abyss. Yet, within that void, my soul reignites, Moment by moment, piece by piece. I tried hiding in my cocoon, But I still transform into something raw, Something true, Something new. I die every day to live a little, When I see the scars on another’s soul, Deeper than my own— And yet, they carry on. Their resilience becomes my quiet hymn, Their pain whispers to my own: “Be still, and rise again.” And so, I learn to live a little, Not in spite of the breaking, But because of it. For every death births a seed of life, And in every shadow, I find a glimmer of light. I die every day to live a little. Then I learn to live some more. I die...

This poem is a powerful affirmation of the simple yet profound joys of existence. It celebrates the freedom to experience life in all its facets, from the smallest moments to the grandest dreams. I get to live, I get to breathe, I get to love and chase my dreams. I get to laugh, I get to cry, I get to watch the stars up high. I get to start fresh, a brand-new day, I get to find my own unique way. I get to sleep, I get to wake, I get to learn from each mistake. I get to dance to my heart's own beat, I get to share smiles with those I meet. I get to taste, to share a tart, I get to cherish this beating heart. Oh yes, I get to live, to thrive, To feel the magic of being alive. I get to dream, I get to give, And oh, how sweet— I get to live. I get to live. I get to live. In these verses, life is embraced fully—both its light and its challenges. The repetition of "I get to live" is a reminder to cherish every moment, to find joy in every breath, and to be grateful ...

  It feels amazing to be me again, The breeze is sweet, the sky’s so clear, I can’t believe my soul had slept, But now I’m back, and full of cheer. I thought I’d left that weight behind, Yet carried it without a clue, But now I feel so free, so light, Alive, with skies a brighter blue. Those bags that once had dragged me down, I’ve tossed them aside, they’re gone for good, I’m dancing through this world again, Charged up, and feeling as I should. With every step, my heart’s awake, I’m moving forward, bold and bright, The past can’t hold me anymore, I’m free, I’m glowing in the light.

Be happy with your new girl, Blessings from my end, I’d rather love me again. If you think you hurt me, Let me tell you this: You lost a gem, Someone who showered love, While you left me for dead. I’m glad you chose her, For I grew tired of making A coward feel special, A guy who squeezed the love and life Out of me, Now seeking another hen to cradle While I was left to bleed. But here I stand, With a smile on my face, Busting my ass, Finding my place. You may have thought you could break me, But I rise from the ashes, Stronger, more free. So enjoy your new love, In the light of your lies, I’m reclaiming my heart, Under brighter skies. With every step forward, I leave you behind, For I’ve learned to cherish The love I can find.

In the shadows where I once lay, They looted my innocence, and night turned to day. Like India, once rich, a golden bird, I wore my heart like a shield, undeterred. They played their games, took what they could, While I shrank and withered, misunderstood. A heart full of kindness, a spirit so bright, Yet blind to the deceit that danced in plain sight. You might call me naive, my idealism a flaw, But each tear that fell forged my inner law. For even a coal, through pressure and strife, Can transform into diamonds that sparkle with life. Now I rise, like a phoenix in flight, No longer a victim, I embrace my own light. I’ll lift those who falter, guide them with care, Be the voice for the voiceless, I’ll always be there. So break me, fold me, leave me for dead, But know that I’m rising, my spirit’s not fled. In origami’s folds, a beauty unfolds, A masterpiece crafted, a story retold. ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

I've wandered far in this galaxy, Not sure where home really is, Like a smuggler lost in hyperspace, Dodging asteroids, missing my bliss. The stars used to guide me, But now they flicker out of sync. I’m tired of the reruns, Of feeling like a droid on the brink. But the Force whispers, "Hold on, just one more flight." There’s a new horizon ahead, Where the dark meets the light. So, I’ll refuel at the nearest cantina, Swap stories with travellers I meet. No need for lightsabers or blasters, Just the rhythm of my heart’s beat. I’ll rise like the twin suns on Tatooine, Chasing dreams that glimmer in the dawn. No more hiding in the shadow of doubt, It’s time to find where I truly belong. And if the path gets rough and long, I’ll hum that old rebel song. Because, darling, after every battle won, There’s a new adventure to dream on. ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

Do you turn around? When you hear the sound of a bird chirping. Or when you enjoy a bowl of noodles and are slurping. If it feeds your soul, You don't have to worry about the Christmas coal. If you counted your blessings and grew, Then, honey, you are a poet too. Do you sing along? Even too the songs from Hong Kong. Or dance to African beats, As you are filling Excel sheets. If it feeds your soul, You rock that make-up look with Maybelline Kohl. If your face shines with a brighter hue, Then, honey, you are a poet too. Do you tackle the Monday blues? Wishing you were sailing the world on a cruise. Or you pop the hood, Jam to tunes from jazz, metal, pop and Bollywood. If it feeds your soul, You can even try to dance like Nicole. If this energizes you and when you are blue, Then, honey, you are a poet too. You don't have to worry if you can't rhyme. Make a dish and garnish with thyme. If something gets you down, go ahead and sob. Then put on a smile, and be your own heartthrob...

Honey, you gotta pick one, But I don't know which one, 'Cause, every time I do, They act as if I have my blaster on stun. Should I put on a smile? Hold on, it will take a while, To go through my repressed emotions cabinet file When I genuinely ask, They say, "You dropped your mask." Do you really think, I am a witch with a flask? Brewing in my lair With dandelion root and cat hair, Making sacrifices to the devil's snare. Honey, you gotta still pick one. I don't know - I am not great at it. I would rather read about Who shot first: Greedo Or Han. Should I act dumb? I have become so numb. Maybe I need a glass of Jamaican rum. This is where the fun begins... ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

Take up the Space;  There is so much to Embrace. Play your cards right- Always bet on Ace. If you lose a Race, Show yourself, Grace. There is more than one path; Don't be afraid even if got stuck in a Maze. Sometimes pull back and Retrace, Make adjustments and set a new Pace. Put a smile on your Face, And keep taking up Space. ~ Kanika Kaushal ✨ The Luminous Muse

Can I advance to writing songs?? Please, comment and let me know.  I feel like an empty vessel, hun; I can't make any more Kessel runs. The weight feels too much on my trestle, Mum. I tried to nestle myself rather than have fun. But I don't wanna feel like this anymore; I have dreams to live that I adore. I wanna stay afloat and reach the shore- My life can't be a sad lore. So, baby girl just move on (move on), Throw these bags, And get your groove on (groove on). After every dusk, there is a new dawn; Burn like the sun but still dream on. Dream On... I feel like I lost my Babylon; I wish I could feel like an Amazon, So, I could fight these Megalodons- Anything is better to do than babble on. Yeah, I don't wanna feel like this anymore; I have dreams to live that I adore. I wanna stay afloat and reach the shore- My life can't be a sad lore. So, baby girl just move on (move on), Throw these bags, And get your groove on (groove on). After every dusk, there is a new daw...