// Of everything and nothing // I’m no longer writing in ragefor I’ve exhausted it all. I can’t hold the tiny poemFebruary 5, 2022February 3, 2022No Comment
//A vernacular of silence// I am loudbehind a tinted glass,a place where nothing really stays.I write about you in poemFebruary 4, 2022February 3, 2022No Comment
Why aren’t there enough revolutions? I want to meet the first revolution and ask her if it was bearable? Was poemFebruary 3, 2022February 3, 2022No Comment
A sin begets a punishment We, as a society, I believeare the most spoiledconsumers of goodsbe it emotionsor objects. Together, poetrySeptember 21, 2021September 21, 2021No Comment
Just be myself? When I was born,I had the scent of my motherThe voice of my father,And eyes, poetrySeptember 21, 2021September 21, 2021No Comment
Monday violets I personally believeit’s easy to rememberpeople as colours.Poets make theblue of sky,My friends are cheery poetrySeptember 21, 2021September 21, 2021No Comment
Choices – Live a Little Darling I’m aware of my privileges and the best one I have is literature.Seriously, nothing tops StorySeptember 8, 2021September 8, 2021No Comment
Birthmark Unboxing oneself/ is a long/never ending process. I dodge affection/ like bullets/ the thought of/ poetryJune 30, 2021June 30, 2021No Comment
Beloved Spring Yesterday I wrote a poem to the early spring.Flowers in my gardensoothe my heavy heart,every poetryJune 4, 2021June 4, 2021No Comment
Summer What is summer if not the excitement brought by fragrance of spring tangled in cold wind,running through the poetryJune 4, 2021June 4, 2021No Comment