Except for those street dogs in the suburb, loneliness loomed on this usually busy road. A few bikes went past me as I drove slow, soaking in the sunlight. It could’ve been a good day; everyday can be a good day, if only you could do something about it. On the left stood a bus, … Continue reading Where to?
The cracked open lips that bleed tell you no tales of the coldness that dried them up. The dirt in my nails decorate fingers with the untidiness of life. Why do you bother yourself with how tasteless I am with the clothes I wear? Don’t they speak for themselves? The shoes don’t match, man, the … Continue reading Ahem!
What good are dreams when they don't feel alive? What good is life when it's devoid of dreams? What good is the world when it doesn't give what you need? What good are you when you can't find what you seek?
You say I'm in darkness And I need light? But my words Are my saviour And pain makes me write.
My eyes were forcibly exposed to sunlight from the windows telling me it's morning already and I'm late. Eyelids, lazy as hell refused to open up, well, they have no choice anyway. My hands searched all over the bed to find my phone but couldn't. Time for eye and hand coordination has come but they … Continue reading Sunday morning. Where’s the motivation??
She was a Queen Not to people Not to the world But to herself And that's how she rose
How does it feel to have the same routine everyday? You wake up, go out, come back home and repeat the same until you lost track of the last time you were happy with yourself? You have a phone but no one calls, there's internet but no one texts, there's YouTube and you watch either … Continue reading How does it feel?
My head aches from all that vodka induced whirry sensation yet my heart desires more. Enough is enough says my mind but something inside me says, "Go on." I hear people talking to me, I know I'm responding but what the hell am I even saying? One thing's for sure, secrets are being revealed, 'cuz … Continue reading Mornings like these.
I open my eyes, Today To new horizons A whole new world Learning to remember Remembering to ignore To change what I see For What I see Defines me
Everybody is one in a million. Every person is once in a lifetime kind of person. People are neither unique nor the same. We make our own lives and fate. The paths we choose decide and define the people we meet. Let's look into each other for the mirrors we are!