In my city If you lie on the roof of a sixty-something skyscraper to stargaze you’d have the proof from the stars, stray and ablaze that you are still as insignificant. In my city If you drive on the bridge over the sea that separates cities and mountains you’d seeContinue Reading
On the last day, I would watch the sunset and etch every colour in my mind, and then walk by the airport to watch the flights pass by at night soaring and shining, and stay up to watch the stars implode one by one, until the darkness swallows them andContinue Reading
I peer in the mirror that the dewdrop holds for the sky to coif its cotton crop. My mind muffled and muddy, tries to stray trying to tidy its thoughts on a tray. I see a sea blue expanse of desert with no white clouds when no wind tries toContinue Reading
Dear Beauty, When I was weeping, worn and weary, They told me, quite tenderly, “Darling, don’t drown yourself in those tears They can’t tell you that you are ugly That is so unlikely. Your grey eyes, are so pretty!” Beauty, beauty You have walked for too long People see youContinue Reading
Atelophobia The fear of imperfection, of not being good enough, or not doing something right. The fear that consumes my mind through the day and at night, Leaves me staring at the ceiling, too tired to fight. The fear the whispers into my mind when I talk. And quietly followsContinue Reading
A tree. A lone signal with many lights Turning red for the rain, Yellow for the sun, And green for the summer hope. A lone orphan, a lone parent, Never seen its family But takes after them The seeds exploding. A lone bark in a school Freshly raucous in theContinue Reading
There is a tree on the road I stand under it every morning As I wait for my bus.There is a tree on the road Branches, wide and broad Looming over me Protectively Creating a broken sky Cooler and darker People stop to hide from the sun stop on theirContinue Reading
Dreams, Clear crystals, Bending beams Of hope into every direction. Transparent. Unbroken glass. The future apparent. But untouchable. Scatter Sand grains Small wonders when fused together. By the flame of passion. Dreams Glass pane. Hammer makes a scream. Shatter to the floor to abuse my toes. Smooth Sandpaper scolds. ClearContinue Reading
I Tell me, how does the plant break rocks, when it bows to the of the breeze? Why is the sound of water tripping over itself trying to sooth and put my mind at ease? When is the sky going reveal itself Behind the clouds that tease? Where can oneContinue Reading
This thing between us They call it chemistry I would rather call it physics In physics, since this is a force A non-contact force Even though we made eye contact. There was a force of electric charges Some touch that made our hair stand When one took charge And sparksContinue Reading