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.
Broken beneath the surface Keep breathing they say Smile to keep the preface As you lie upon that bed Fractured with no skin broken
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…
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…
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…
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…
Hello, It seems you also are confined wit… I’ve known them all my life just like this constant strife and… Invisible chains
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
what lies between the stars? two shining lights within the nigh… twinkling amongst others distance isn’t vast with the eye but no one can see mars
Numbers, constant and consistent sometimes they are Irrational, pushing us to our utter limits and creating new experiences for u… no matter what we do
Look outside my dear, Do you see the rain dancing? Prancing around the petals of our… Oh how they can change that vibran… From a beautiful, elegant Red;
I lost the idea of life. The only constant is pain, pain that dances along a strife fi… mixed with tears that drop upon my… just like rain...
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
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…
I want to die. with every breath I take– I slowly slip away I want to die. with every step I take–
What is love? when we touch one another— do we truly feel what the other fe… Are our emotions more than what th… Or is it something that we simply…