This is my dream A caricaturized truth woven In spiders’ web and Pulverized veins, warm And squirting, molded With the flesh of the living, watered In blood, kneaded With reality, a dream Nevertheless, steeped In the illusion of Life, sticky Like saliva. Do you constitute as real, or are you A figment of my imagination? […]

Good byes are meant for healing, For retrieving the tiny bits of self, scattered Along the milky way that you built inside your head Loving mirages, takes a lifetime to build But minutes to dismantle, the loosened bricks That had crumbled over the years. Goodbyes are meant to bleed they say First in gushing torrents, […]

I don’t want to count the stars, And wonder at those glistening points Nor wander through the untouched thicket, Pffft! Who has time for all this! Well, I don’t ask for much. Never have. There is Simply not enough time, nor patience For self is the centre of it all. Minutes fall around me, hours […]

Oh won’t you stay, Let the midnight weep your absence Run into my arms, fall unto me Like a ripened leaf in autumn, weary An exploding star, in all your darkness Your rage, your light, your fire, I admire Your vividness Your undefined depths, I am aware That you are, but dust In all your […]

Oh won’t you stay, Let the midnight weep your absence Run into my arms, fall unto me Like a ripened leaf in autumn, weary An exploding star, in all your darkness Your rage, your light, your fire, I admire Your vividness Your undefined depths, I am aware That you are, but dust In all your […]

Clocks have stopped but time has not For time knows no dust, it barely sits still And is impatient, Like a little girl at the sound of the ice cream truck. Time is gone, like sifted sand through my fingers, better yet Tap water, treated with chlorine Like days in your lovers arms, like hours Gazing at the sea. I ...

Clocks have stopped but time has not For time knows no dust, it barely sits still And is impatient, Like a little girl at the sound of the ice cream truck. Time is gone, like sifted sand through my fingers, better yet Tap water, treated with chlorine Like days in your lovers arms, like hours Gazing at the sea. I ...

Here I sit and Spin hours away, as days Drag their feet across the floor making A terrible racket. You, in your acheful distance Tug at my veins squirting Purple blood, blue With longing. I pine for you, You pine for me and Somehow we End up in each other’s arms Sooner or later. Not […]

Here I sit and Spin hours away, as days Drag their feet across the floor making A terrible racket. You, in your acheful distance Tug at my veins squirting Purple blood, blue With longing. I pine for you, You pine for me and Somehow we End up in each other’s arms Sooner or later. Not […]

Yesterday I felt your absence, Right beside me, like a perilous drop From which I edged away, fearing for life. Emptiness overwhelmed, overthrew What little sanity was left, as Hip hop beats pelted all around Like paralyzing darts at a Sore, swollen heart. Have you ever felt how lonely, how barren These club beats make […]

Yesterday I felt your absence, Right beside me, like a perilous drop From which I edged away, fearing for life. Emptiness overwhelmed, overthrew What little sanity was left, as Hip hop beats pelted all around Like paralyzing darts at a Sore, swollen heart. Have you ever felt how lonely, how barren These club beats make […]

I sleep, like a log, no More like a woman, craving sleep Clutching desperately, At the last wisps of dreams, breaking My nails as they flee I always wake with a start, sometimes Like the sky falls down, no Like I fall down from the sky, it is painful. Sometimes I bleed Inside my mind. Floating […]

I sleep, like a log, no More like a woman, craving sleep Clutching desperately, At the last wisps of dreams, breaking My nails as they flee I always wake with a start, sometimes Like the sky falls down, no Like I fall down from the sky, it is painful. Sometimes I bleed Inside my mind. Floating […]

Intervene you must, oh fate You funny little thing Cruelty is your second nature, mystery Being your thing. Butterflies flew over head, while Smiles popped lips like flower buds Eyes locked, intertwined Knowingly pregnant, exquisitely Baffled. You had to make your presence known, didn’t you? Fate. Some sulk in dark corners invoking Whirlwinds of ominous […]

Intervene you must, oh fate You funny little thing Cruelty is your second nature, mystery Being your thing. Butterflies flew over head, while Smiles popped lips like flower buds Eyes locked, intertwined Knowingly pregnant, exquisitely Baffled. You had to make your presence known, didn’t you? Fate. Some sulk in a dark corners invoking Whirlwinds of […]

The city clothed itself in sombre robes The trees stood silent, leaves no longer Dilly-dallying in the wind Respectful reverence, or was it Petrified fear? I saw your face through the haze, petrol fumes Clouded my judgement. You Touched my hand and smiled Into my eyes. Cue – this is where I melt, into your […]

The city clothed itself in sombre robes The trees stood silent, leaves no longer Dilly-dallying in the wind Respectful reverence, or was it Petrified fear? I saw your face through the haze, petrol fumes Clouded my judgement. You Touched my hand and smiled Into my eyes. Cue – this is where I melt, into your […]

Gnawing at thoughts these tiny little creatures, Scuttling all over, pricks sometimes Those pointy meddling feet, numerous In composition. Hurt Comes at unexpected times. Somewhere drips bleeding, and I Think to myself that People are meddlesome insects and I Find solace only in my thoughts, so Loyal and so intimate. Walls have been built and […]

Gnawing at thoughts these tiny little creatures, Scuttling all over, pricks sometimes Those pointy meddling feet, numerous In composition. Hurt Comes at unexpected times. Somewhere drips bleeding, and I Think to myself that People are meddlesome insects and I Find solace only in my thoughts, so Loyal and so intimate. Walls have been built and […]

My phantom, my muse You tease me, you test me dearly With random smiles, a careless kiss from time to time So tender on my lips, a painful brush, but I quite like the pain. My beautiful spirit, you Have been away for far too long that The springs have dried up and The parched […]

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