YOU. A poem in the making.The sunshine on your body, The movement in your chest. Our hands entwined, like vines that make Our Dickinsonesque nest. Our eyes are locked in warm embrace, Our hearts begin to kiss As both of us are face to face In dreams of utter bliss I taste... See More »
Do they know it’s like I’m loosing my mind?Can they tell I’m not O.K? Does my silence give me away? Do my watering eyes yell: “Wake me from this living hell”? Do they know I pray to die? That all my life has been a lie? Doesn’t my demeanour show my future as a John Doe? I am Scared They’ll... See More »
Changes I wouldn’t make.There are moments in my life that I would dearly love to trade. The things that I have done and the decisions I have made. But whilst musing over minute changes I would like to make, Like each colossal blunder to each minuscule mistake, You’re... See More »
Floating coldWouldn’t it be wonderful To reach the end I’m waiting for. Say goodbye to all the shit That makes me feel inadequate. Throw in the towel. Hit the pits. I’m loosing anyway. I’m sorry dad, I’m not the man You wanted me to be. But how could I... See More »
Food for thought.Yesterday we ate. And so today we hate ourselves; in every whey, with every single fibre of our being. For, in our tender state, we blindly placed our faith in him: The meat golum, the “he” that every body else is seeing. Do we have to make a... See More »
