I have been trying to write. I swear I have tried most possible means. I have stayed up in the silence of the night, waiting for a muse to drift by into sleepy eyes. I have strayed into lonelier dirtpaths, recluse benches, shadowy trees, pitch dark corners, my bed, the floor, upon a table, under…
On sadness and grief
Isolation is a crevice in my head, where my thoughts like to dwell and dawdle when grief seeps. Grief seeps, it doesn’t pour. It does not pour like the rain- heavy and dark, then clear and clean when the sun moves out. It seeps slow, smooth and soft. It fills in like the kind of…
sigh
It's late night, and my household's all fast asleep. I'm sitting nearby the balcony, and thanks to the cool sea breeze, I don't have to risk for a creaking fan to cure the heat and wake unwanted attention alongside. I've just begun savouring the silence, and as if in indirect mockery, a car with a…
Drowning words on a lonely night
Silken lies that cloak my mind Enveloping pits of flaws and soaking sighs Are drenched again In this fluid sadness Are quenched again with strewn madness Silken words that wrap my heart Falter again and fall apart Leaving me as a sum of memories Lying loose upon collapsing theories. Beliefs and reason bore through the…
Loneliness crawls
Loneliness crawls under my shirt cold spreads over latent hurt scanty shivers dress down hearth cold quivers s t r i p o f f my worth blood in other's flesh doesn't warm my dying heart and mine? blotted upon obscure, orphaned art Loneliness crawls makes me unwhole flawed symphony calls through the…
Stardust,sadness, feeble thoughts.
There was a time when looking at the sky made me feel like a part of something huge and beautiful... I felt nice about myself, that I'm built of stardust and love. But sometimes now when I look up...these thoughts elude me like the stars. And I feel in me a sadness so deep, so ancient and unexplainable, that…
An Abyss of flaws 