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The Colors

It was a nauseating freedom, the sense of finally getting the hang of it. It took years to build a home where nobody lived. It was bending further and further everyday, until one day you are surprised you got so far and it didn’t even hurt. The kindest of Septembers, passed you by. I took […]

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The People

But not everyone shows strength in daggers Blunt and unbridled They budge time and again into skin And make wounds that are far from fatal In time their blows are always returned When you tell people how you feel It reeks of old haunts Shallow streams of pain but they weren’t there They don’t know what you […]

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The Cities

There’s a part of you somewhere in a school balcony wondering if being alone could always feel so serene And it takes a while but the walls start rescinding. There’s a part of you that’s taking it in, second by second. A breezy September night.  Everything is fleeting but everything is fine. And you wonder […]

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The Endings

Let’s talk about the world ending. With indefinite days ahead and for everyone when they are ready. The goodbyes that have waited on me so long, almost feel holy. I think you’ll feel like that again, when a secret escapes and it’s not just yours anymore. When an old friend knocks on your door and […]

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The Sunsets

You’ll learn to catch time in its infidel steps You’ll learn to keep your sunsets inside  When people you love are retracing  Learn to see their midnights Ticking, turning.  Learn to accept when they’ve let go Learn to see things before it’s too late  Learn to be brave. Braver than words Learn to be brave […]

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The One

I don’t want to be in love anymore It has been a tiresome make believe And I’ve not lived better in it’s shadow I’ve not softened over the edges I’v become scornful And vile and iridescent Demanding of answers that love cannot give That not loss can make simple Are all of us made to […]

22.12.13.1- Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

22.12.13.1

And there was no art to her cry There were no stories in her eyes You looked at her that time But you didn’t love her even when you tried She asked for a miracle, a pair of eyes That saw her even when she couldn’t see the light Prayers are laryngitis nightingales A Frankenstein […]

1.5.16 Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

1.5.16

The future is made up of tears you don’t even remember letting out in the night. With crumpled pages of defeat All I ever wanted was to believe And there is justice for every time you didn’t have it in you to do justice. It’s made up of fears you didn’t even know existed underneath […]

9.4.16- Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

9.4.16

This is how you know they can’t be fixed When you can hear the guilt talking. Screaming from behind what they are really saying. When they have grazed upon an apology and returned way too many times. I wish you have it in you to forgive. All the people you have been.