Suffocate

Traditions suffocate,When I grow old I will bury my family treeIn a land so deep that it never out-grows another Dreamer,That it never stirs another riot inside a heartSometimes you understand too much,The flower of which blooms into expectations-Tonight I’ll celebrate my DreamsAnd bathe in the blood rushing through my temples;I’ll mouth the words thatContinue reading “Suffocate”

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Of Silly Ruminations

I want to be an openness bending at the tip of the sunlight falling on my back. But I’m also afraid of burning in my own fire. I carry my hostilities like a poet who adores perspiring on a hot sunny afternoon in the arms of an old monument that houses some grand secrets onlyContinue reading “Of Silly Ruminations”

Naked

‘Naked’ And to my mother’s ears, it’s ‘Blasphemy’. I wonder what’s more suffocating, the fact that I am Naked and a mere reflection of her or the fact that she’s had her eyes closed this whole time? The society is the most illusionary mirror to ever exist. It shows you what you desire, but atContinue reading “Naked”

Happy Women’s Day

On this day, I want to celebrate trust, dependency and sensitivity. It’s a blessing to be able to rely on friends and family. As a woman, I’ve seen a considerable level of criticism/unwanted suggestions coming my way because of my choices in life. However, these pricking truths are not the only facet to my life.Continue reading “Happy Women’s Day”

On Writing

Writing for a purpose, specially one that’s for a long term, can be so difficult to provide an impetus to. I’ve been so frustrated and annoyed at myself for the past few months. I was in a similar position at the beginning of the previous year, but it was for all the different reasons. AndContinue reading “On Writing”

of independence & french fries

i grew up as independent as the roof on my head, but i still needed the walls to float i sometimes feel like the plants sittingoutside my window, just observing my life maybe this is just an astral lie or maybe im a stray dog looking for a shed to sleep under im a windowContinue reading “of independence & french fries”

20.

When I look back, I realize that there is no sorrow, no regret and absolutely no contempt to hold against my past. I see myself growing into someone I will be proud of once this phase has passed and with this I realize how life is made up of these little fragments that are soContinue reading “20.”

Privilege

The sight of a bird looking down upon the travelers lost on the road, that is what my vision can capture The crisp white bed sheets adorning my bed are smoother than the lines upon their young faces The sun shines in my part of the world so that my hair gets rid of theContinue reading “Privilege”

Daylight

Daylight is the kind of hope fumbling for words simply because you don’t give her enough space to expand her lungs and search for the sun rays like an infant trying to pronounce the alphabet. She’s waiting on the other end while darkness covers you head to toe, she calls out to you while youContinue reading “Daylight”

D I V I D E

The gap between my teeth widens I’m six years of carelessness and a body clothed in flesh My flesh is skin and a human anatomy I’m yet to understand My flesh is carrot juice and French fries My flesh is a subtraction of the numerical, perhaps the only confusion in my life My flesh isContinue reading “D I V I D E”