To Apsana, my true love
(2015)
This was written for my love. She wrote a poem comparing her as the moon and I the sun. So inspired by that I brought forth my answer to her lovely poem. I love you Apsana.
Pews filled with loved ones Holding their breaths Not a single word spoken All waiting for that single moment The doors open, filling the room
A sudden hush has fallen upon this… all the bustling and livelihood seemed to just rush away in a scur… leaving behind a certain Grey the bright colourful hues
With the beat pounding within my h… I focused on her for such a long t… She was the meaning for my writing And now I don’t even know what th… I thought reconciling with my demo…
strangers to acquaintances is a funny phrase all it takes is one to take a leap… or in our case a seat and the rest would be history
How attractive is vulnerability? Because nowadays all I see is wea… shared between many individuals People say they want to go deeper… That they want to peek into our so…
eight by eight is the box I live i… squares within squares holding what I know to be true win or lose within this box I shall reside
It was said life was a box of choc… Never to know what you will get Surprises around every corner Tasting the perfect one, congrats… But wait... that sweetness is flee…
I want to die. with every breath I take– I slowly slip away I want to die. with every step I take–
you are worth nothing words like venomous fangs sink dee… into the impressionable minds of t… you are worth nothing words become hidden scars in the d…
A Rose Bush Seasons change and death follows So vibrant that rose once was So elegant it was swaying in the w… Someone picking it was a must
Breathe Is what I have to say whenever I… For I lose myself Within your smile that shines brig… Than the stars within the night sk…
Let’s take a break— Those words fell fast and hard. As they escaped Her lips— Slipping the knife into my heart
I sit here with my pen in my hand Waiting to write down the next ins… But when will it come? I sit here with my coffee, a cup that reflects the darkness w…
This and that are two different th… I’ve lived my life through words a… Yet when I talk to her I get none Always wanting to be by her side But I could not strengthen my min…
Why do I write? I used to know but now its just an… Escape from the reality that I li… From the silencing pain that I go… Whether its being afraid of separa…