The faint lines on my palm
Whirl in the slow dance of the moon
“Shhhhhrrrrrrrr”
I was going to become a man
Dark was going to turn grey
Life was to be yellow lit
But mists encroached the yellow ball
Then came the silent thrill of aloneness
Locked in the rhythm of pumps- “gbi-gi-gbi-gi”
The last drop of my grits fell- “kaun”
Is that me or the scary silhouette beside me?
I am lost, right where I am finding myself
The morning dews Have become black tars Spewing holy smoke The trees that danced to the twirl of bliss...
My thoughts are scattered pieces broken into curves and dots, and spikes too — touchy irritants. They wander in...
I won’t leave you, ever You will be my always, forever Even if you bleed me Even if you...
A pale and colourless piece of art.I found in my cupboard,Made by someone close to my heart.It was a...
I am a cosmic green That hangs above your sky Chunky tar Bloated to the brim Unavoidable quiescent Spreading...
The girl who used to motivate others… Is now the girl who herself need motivation…. The girl who stopped...
