Bad memories linger, they don't flicker. They won't go away with all the liquor, It can only make them stronger, Dancing around with more vigour. The place that you thought you had left behind Has in fact been following you around Hiding in the echoes of your footsteps, Singing along to your every heartbeat. Different …
Two years ago today…
Life has taken so many unexpected (yet highly dreamt of) turns for me in the last few years, but the most notable one would be July 13th, 2018, my first open mic. I don't know why they all came as a surprise to me, seeing as I was the one making them happen or at …
The road I want to know | poem
All the places that I've been before, Have taught me pain and nothing more; Still, I stand. Life has tried and tried some more To twist my mind and rot my core; Still, I see the light. I learned to let the darkness be my home While I roamed through the streets alone, Helpless and …
A Mother’s Day poem
Dearest mother, I am far from home with dreams to hunt But through the oceans raging between us, And against the stubborn wind, You are still near, holding my hand. I remember days of ignorance -- not quite a bliss -- Where your love looked like a simple kiss But it holds far too many …
A big ball of nonsense | poem
I am a big ball of darkness shaped like a cloud with an unstoppable frown, Oozing on the couch, leaking out loud; heavy with rain… Misery towers over me and watches over me; it never lets me be But that's just how it needs to be for the heavens to remain in the sky above …
tired of not being there yet | whispered ramblings
These days, I am floating in a blurry bubble where Time is both suspended and still raging mercilessly inside & outside me. It has been hard for me to do anything much in the past two to three weeks. To my greatest misery. I feel as though I sat down on the couch one evening …
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coffee everywhere | whispered ramblings
It is way past 1AM, so I guess it is time for one of these. I've been trying to write, but nothing is coming out. Not that I don't have anything to say ; I've been feeling so many things, thinking too many things -- it has to go somewhere... But I feel like lately, …
The Dawn Chorus... 