I am the raging sky in a bustling city. A storm of unsaid emotions. A whirlpool of unresolved feelings. I am ruffled feathers, And unheard sounds. A collection of stories, A book of memories. But I still remain a mystery. I suppose its only natural for, I am a mortal being, a trespasser in this … Continue reading Legacy
Don't doubt the energy within! You are made of galaxies and stars, Cosmos and stardust. Other people can't see, what you see They breathe a different air. They Dance to different tunes You, my friend, are greater, greater than any doubt, greater than any hurtful comment, any degrading words, they throw at you. Who's they? … Continue reading Reach out
He looks at you like you're his favourite dream he buys you roses and sweets. You want to believe that you can find love and finally be free, but the voice in your head tells you this isn't real. Women like you can never find a love like that. He only looks at you this … Continue reading A House with Broken Doors
I live in eras untold and in stories that are yet to unfold.Sometimes it feels like I have written and rewritten, lived and relived a tale.Yet, there is no growth. I feel stagnant, stuck in that time where nothing moves and yet everything moves at once.In a few years, I shall graduate.I shall wear that … Continue reading Tale as old as time
I am a burning home in a ravaged city, my clothes tattered, feet cracked. My children lie helpless Their blood mixing with their saliva. My mother's lie awake, wailing at night. My daughters hide their faces with their makeshift shawls. My sons' eyes glisten with hate, like hungry beasts wanting to devour. Thier fathers lie. … Continue reading The Man Himself
Where do unsaid words go? where do unexpressed emotions go? what about the things we wish to do but never actually do? where does it go? where does it go? is it lost in the infinite space? in the beautiful galaxies? in unexplored territories? Or, are they spoken in an alternate universe? Is there a … Continue reading Where does it go?
I feel too much. I think too much. My mind is a constant windmill, running at top speed, churning out stories. Yet, I can't speak. When asked to articulate my thoughts, I am silenced. Silenced by the burden of my past, the irregularity of my thoughts, the incongruency of my mind. But, when he looks at … Continue reading Too Much
His eyes stare deeply into mine. Just like that. He reaches into the depths of my soul, into the recesses of my muddled brain, prying out my deepest secrets. I am allowing myself to admit things I never thought I could. He's peeling off my layers. Nothing but the skin remains. He hasn't even touched me. … Continue reading Stare
Why must I grovel at your feet and beg for forgiveness? Why must I do something unthinkable and strange to make you realise? I have changed! Are my silent victory and my slight amendments not enough to make you see? I have regrets but I'm trying to break free. I'm learning to take pride in my … Continue reading Why?
Like the wind that never stops blowing, Like the birds that never stop chirping, Like the Sun that rises every morning; Like the tides of the ocean, Constant. Steady. Moving at a gentle pace. Receding and approaching. Giving birth to life where once there was nothing but barren desert. The arms of my lover find … Continue reading Surrender