Monthly Archives: May 2020

Before the summer ends, I go out tonight on this bright moonlight. I woo the gravity of the ground. Magnetize the cold wind. Shake the dirt in my mind. Waiting for the coming dawn, I lean myself on the soft … Continue reading →

Oh, the truth falls like many stars from the sky. The words of your mouth cut my ears into several pieces. You throw away all your demons. Lock nirvana in your room.   2020

Pain induces entirely on the plain portion of the eyes. Tears ravaged the gentle spirit. The injuries begin to unfold. There are random series of hurting, of sharing the less glorious days. The full picture becomes palpable. Where lamentation resides … Continue reading →

There are windows shut. There are doors closed. Roads have been deserted. The entrance signs are nowhere. We hear the whispers. Our minds are invaded by ghosts. To escape is to flee. Our hands are bleeding. No one has found … Continue reading →

Your hands are trees in the wild. They hold my weight without excuses. I have a refuge, I have a pillar. Not wanting fear, it is unwanted. Silence is a secret weapon. Reality is not a dream in the sleep. … Continue reading →

I am abandoned inside here where the meaning of life is empty. Sadness crashes my own revelry. I am on a repeated cycle, Walking over at the same lane of crooked floors.   2020

I am the quiet fish. Swimming in my own sea. In solitary, in solitude, I belong to myself. Becoming a stranger to strangers, My name is hidden underneath. Turning deeper into the waters, The silence there is like a treasure. … Continue reading →

The rain speaks to me. My ears become candid. Waters define the cold. Summer sun gets shy. Only when I sleep sadly, Only when I feel the shame, Only when two of us gone wild, Only when we start to … Continue reading →

Heavy frictions, monstrous bricks. Pain by pain, the falling debris. These are the crashing corners Of our separation and heartbreak. We suffer too much, it is unbearable.   2020

I pressed rewind the memories from my mind. The throwback flashes are grander than anything else. I saw my childhood on picnic grounds. The early years are never dull but full of laughter, full of jokes on our dining table. … Continue reading →