i still remember that night when the boughs started breaking like promises and you slept on a pile of dried up leaves waiting to be raked by the uncertainty of another passing season. now i didn’t know much about mowing a lawn but i learned that only grass had a kind of blade which […]Read More Words (04/08/2015)
When we were little, we were told about the universe being a humongous space full of stars and planets. We watched cartoons where characters would roam around in space and visit every planet, meeting the natives of those planets, or “aliens” as they are popularly known. We had the names of every planet on our […]Read More My Kind of Universe
I was a different man, a person who was probably blaming himself for everything, crashing relationships, it was like my soul was being ripped apart into pieces. It felt like my dark cold side was taking over, as if the only way to escape this trap was to let the dark side take over my […]Read More 14092017
Oh Aphrodite Have I mistaken Love Passion oozes Skin grinds against skins Breathing in the moist Smell of holy union Oh Cupid Have I mistaken Love My hands glide through her hair Like black mares Running in the dark Oh the hair Oh Venus Have I mistaken Love For faith […]Read More Gods of Love
Leaves fall From the tree of life, Every second A tick Every blink A tock Rough sands of time Leap in the hour glass Rolling away the days In shiny wraps. Every minute A sunset. Clouds move In randomness as Arbitrary wind Carries the echoes Of a frantic bell. Do you hear it? […]Read More Dear Lost Love
IN THE END I was ready to give it all up-everything. I was half out of my mind with love. And I didn’t think twice about what I was throwing into the fire, as long as I could keep it burning for just another minute-if only I was allowed to sit awhile longer beside its […]Read More To the Girl with the Hazel Eyes: Thanking you on a Closing Note.
If I stayed here, something inside me would be lost forever—something I couldn’t afford to lose. It was like a vague dream, a burning, unfulfilled desire. The kind of dream people have only when they’re seventeen. – Haruki Murakami Read Part 1 here – A Mother’s Prayer Read Part III here – A Mother’s Prayer:Remembered […]Read More A Mother’s Prayer:Unanswered
As mirrors bend She lies upon the bed and travels in the spheres of mind weightless There is no sense in the rain Sliding down her face like silent satellites, tracing winter’s lonely sun. Moths perch upon her fingernails chewing up the dirt of days exposing stardust. Like the thump of an equine Echoes come […]Read More Maps for future dreams