Pain (#15)

Before I lose any more time Here is a sight that would not lose you amidst a crowded loneliness Because… Read more Pain (#15)

Demise (#15)

I am a flower pot Tumbling down the table, I still shatter in your palms As you try to catch… Read more Demise (#15)

Lovers (#12)

We share the sins that bind us. The tip of my tongue is the sun melting in your eyes. You see it clearly, you let it burn your throat while coughing lava on the plain white walls.

Wonder (#7)

I remain a sinner seeking heaven – an irony dodging misery only to write poems on it.

Epidermis (#5)

But I’m deranged in places that don’t exist loud enough.

A Heavy Summer (#3)

I think of all the pages dying every night in the grave of your spit.

The Man who Ate the Universe (#1)

I look down at my empty palms holding on to nothing but a blackness that has no shade, a hope that has no name.

Naked

‘Naked’ And to my mother’s ears, it’s ‘Blasphemy’. I wonder what’s more suffocating, the fact that I am Naked and… Read more Naked

Fantasies & Fiction

There’s a fantasy, at the surface of my spine It flutters into your arms like a Gothic Romance choking on… Read more Fantasies & Fiction

Night Creatures

All the night Creatures crawled up to my desk ~ & I wondered… What Creature am I in their language?… Read more Night Creatures