semi-conscious belonging

Never truly had the balance, nor the patience to really be in sync with reality's harsh brutality. I've always coated my blues with hues of nostalgia and rose colored shade of happier times in tact. I see relief when I stand in the pouring rain as it falls, a sense of weightlessness when a melody…

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depth of thought

It's never as lovely as the movies depict it, neither as pleasant as we'd like it all to be. We rarely voice concern over the things that trouble us the most, but we ought to. I would have appreciated more willingness to listen, regardless of understanding, but it seems like I'll never truly get that…

two years

It's been a struggle from the moment I acknowledged my addiction, my need to feel relief in the shape of scars that now seem like an old, faded memory of my darkest moments- and I've dealt with more emotions than a tissue full of tears, there's never a moment when I'm truly on the path to happiness, if…

unrequited emotion

When love hurts; it's the real kind. I found myself saying that, as I bit my tongue and patiently waited for tears to stop falling down. I'll be okay, you said. stupid enough, but I fell for that lie. Years down the line, here I am. I feel more broken than ever and it's all…

note to self & others:

We've survived another 365 days of endless mayhem & crazy moments, as we end this year with a bang, we take a look down memory lane. We remember all the moments that changed us, bettered us, hurt us. & regardless, we are grateful; for those have made us stronger as a whole. Although we have…

the heart has a mind, and it adores you

The faces are always you, by the looks of it, and I'm tired of pretending like I don't love that, or the fact you make me ever so smitten, despite the amount of distance between us. It could be years from now and I'd still feel your hologram hand on my shoulder, flickering lights go off…

open letter to younger self

This was going to be just a blog full of poems, but I want this to be a mix of topics & subjects in terms of writing. It's not all about poetry, you know. Writing is that addictive hint of mystery, clarity & history in the making. It's more than just getting your heart broken…