An ardent learner, creator & a poet
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”
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”
A land that pushes women to the stature of a Goddess Is also adept at pulling them down when necessary This reminds me of necessities that arise out of despai A colony of ants climb the hills that reek of sweet sanity Between my knees are bruises that never healed Between my palms are linesContinue reading “Of Women & Moonlight”
I don’t really intend to go anywhere with this blog post but I want to start a personalized series. Maybe. Lol. Yeah this is gonna be difficult for me because to document my feelings & thoughts online, yeah idk. I mean its not the same thing as poetry you know, you don’t have metaphors orContinue reading “#1 – Period Rambling”
The wind never talked to me but she used to always tickle my stomach while I’d laugh like a maniac when I was a little kid. Sure, I had never heard her but she was my best friend. I think we both understood each other way better than most people would. They never heard meContinue reading “The Scream of a Deaf Girl (Short Story)”
Isn’t it strange how we don’t even notice the moon go down on her knees and the sun coming up with its golden stories that the birds chirp across trees and windows and balconies? Isn’t it strange how some flowers bloom today and some wither away simply because it’s not their season? Maybe this strangenessContinue reading “Life”
Teal skies peeling off their skin Their mouth is dripping with diamonds They smell like paradise under the yellow sun The chair is paper, it crumbles beneath my weight My hair tastes of wood Orange juice splattered across the counter A broken hand caressing the flower vase The floor is water and I slip IContinue reading “Weakening”
A perennial shower of peace spreads across my chest Joy crawls over my body like sticky ants Their sweet blood infuses with mine I hear a song these curtains muse~ They’ve been watching me curl up and inside, They’ve been learning my silent wish; A lily settles upon my lashes My fingers extract the elixirContinue reading “Curtains”
Harmachis The name that spells doom Men bowing their heads low To a woman’s whims Forgetting the everlasting fruit Mother Isis promises Upon the cursed tongues Her name appears in times of Despair Harmachis The name that speaks of hell And a deathless punishment From the curves of she, who Neither grieves nor loves, HarmachisContinue reading “The Doomed Hero”
When they say, ‘Open up!’ what I see is the picture of my heart running like a wild goose in a jungle of confusion. It often steps in a puddle of familiarity but slowly, that very puddle begins to wet its feathers in droplets of shame. How could I’ve been so reckless? Did they reallyContinue reading “Open Up”
Nameera Ever After 