A letter to younger me

It’s been a minute since the last time I poured my heart out to a version of me I still kept track of… time has spilled over time like an overflowing cup of coffee while you’re dead asleep -  I am both extremely awake and yet, feel as if this life has been but a...

What would you do, if goodbyes were permanent?

Remember how you had a vision of my lifeless hand as you held it? It was mine, but I wasn't there anymore? The wind blew soft, a chill in the air, but it wasn’t just the cold that made the gathering stiff, silent, and brittle—it was something deeper. Something that pressed heavily on the chest...

like grains of a sand clock

In the lull of night's embrace, she stands on elevated surfaces, her essence entwined with his, a symphony of longing echoing in the silence. She surrendered herself to him, body and soul, but in the depths of his gaze, she felt a fleeting sense of insignificance. Physically intertwined, their bodies succumbed to the delayed gratification...

So reassuringly human, So perfectly divine

written on Feb 5th 2022 I think I want the best for you Regardless of what it means for me My love is not about being the best I think it’s about leaving you free  ~ ~ I really do want so much for you  So much more than one person can give Heady love,...

Gone for the very last time

I turn every feeling into art of some sort. It is the best outcome of anything that’s gifted for me to feel. “Don’t hurt me.” I whispered to the parts of you in the air around me. I don’t think I picked you to hurt me. I’ve picked my hurters before, they feel nothing like...

I’m aware

Written on 19th November 2019 God you won’t even let me dwell in a feeling, will you? The instant something beautiful begins to form in the depths of the same chest that carried the weight of grey shades of sorrow, here you come again, corrupting my budding day dreams with reality checks. I know better...

Dear me, I love you.

It’s an unshakeable safety net of freedom. A love for yourself so deep that it defeats everything burdening so effortlessly. When it suddenly dominates, all the illusions and games of the surface are put to rest. When it takes over so vibrantly, your loneliness shudders in a quiet corner and dances shyly as you sing...

Ordained

Written on April 16th 2019 I asked for innocence. I ordained it like an armour. Like an overt peace offering. I wandered childishly, doing everything that could feed my void and fill the ghastly spaces. I deliberately embarrassed my being and laughed at her. I made it all a joke, it's all a joke now....