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Best Poems Written by Khushi Puthran

Below are the all-time best Khushi Puthran poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Dear Body

Dear body,

I write this to you because I think this might be the last time I could ever let you know what i feel like. I write this to you, because I know you. I am you.

When you cry like a baby without making a sound and rinse the tears off before stepping out loud, nobody knows and voices their concerns because your bones aren’t broken and your skin looks tough. I know you’re breaking because I beat within you, your fragile little heart.

I hear the snarky comments passed on the hallways and the judgement choking you, suffocating your breath.

I know you try really hard to be like them all, abiding by the beauty standards of the world, and you have no idea where it all goes wrong.

The diva girl gang you wish you could be a part of, but know you don’t stand a chance when they step on you making you trip and fall.

I know you feel like you don’t belong here, like you’ll never be enough.

But hear this advice from your fragile little heart.

When beauty shreds as the years catch up, when layers peel off, your diamond soul shines bright through, but you need to know most aren’t worth it all.

And the few who do, will come along in this beautiful journey for you to love.

The shield you hold as armour,

The lies you convince yourself to believe,

Will all vanish into thin air

When those warm arms embrace you for just the kind human you are.

The warmth that radiates when you smile to heal another hurting soul,

The courage within you that rises up again after every fall,

When you stay when everyone else is gone,

They’ll know the purity of your heart.

//All I mean to say is, don’t change.

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Red

When the sirens echoed through the streets
When they handcuffed me so that I wouldn’t hurt anybody
I pleaded for help but deaf ears heard my screams
“You are a monster” chanted the voices briefly.
All I could see was red.

When I noticed the knife I must have held,
A bloody canvas spilt on the floor, hands bled,
I saw her once again that moment,
Sitting right in front of me murmuring to herself.

Sad young girl, long blonde hair,
Pale white skin and stench of death,
Baring her jagged teeth
Scars on her body etched in flame,
Chipping away my insecurities bit by bit,
Playing with a sharp lil blade,
“Just in Case” she said.
All I could see was red.

When they took me to prison,
Changed my clothes to white and red,
Triggering colors to my psyche,
I saw that clown yet again.
The one with a wide smile, masking nice.
I knew the nefarious intentions he hid,
Petrified, I bowed my head and cried.
All I could see was red.

Out of the corner of my eyes I could see it there,
Across the chamber,
On the wall up high
Working a trap with its leathery grisly little legs

When I stared at it,
Feeling the dread rise in my chest
It stared right back at me as if
Suddenly conscious of my presence,
It crawled its way over to me, daunting slowly,
The closer those creaking feet came to me,
Sinister voices of children giggling engulfed me.

I screamed for help once again and
This time a few voices of reality came back at me.
When I explained to them the monsters in my cell,
The crazy echoes I heard in my head,
“Madwoman” some called out but
Some reached out to help.

My life isn’t much different than yours.
We dream the same dreams,
Feel the same feelings.
The only difference being,
My nightmares blend with reality.
My life is a waking nightmare.

Through the battles I fought with my mind,
Ones I still fight each day,
I’m growing to embrace the clowns and spiders I see,
The same ones right here today.
Sometimes alone and sometimes with help,
All I see is red.
All I feel is red.

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Layers

Have you ever felt the layers beneath your skin?

Layers that hide behind this thick

Bruised, scarred but touched, loved exterior

Ones that have developed over the years

Through the smiles and pain

Mostly, the pain.

Layers that shield you from the atrocities of mankind,

Layers that not hide but protect

your raw core

your pure existence

You.

Layers that sometimes reveal themselves

To you

Or the world

By change, chance or choice

Your vulnerable flesh

That whispers to you

And sometimes screams

To be someone else

In your head,

In your heart.

Have you ever felt the layers beneath your skin

Trying to find an escape

To unravel you bare

To strip you of your pretences

To strip you of your judgements

Your assumptions,

To strip you of you.

I wonder sometimes what hides beneath these layers

I wonder what you and I and we and they would be

Without our layers

Without boundaries.

Would we clench our fists in frustration

Or gulp down hurtful cries

Or in moments of love

Voice our heartfelt desires?

I wonder sometimes what hides beneath these layers

Ones that you and I and we and they so easily hide

I wonder what it would feel like-

The layers beneath your skin and mine.


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