She sat facing the window. The door’s locked tight, so were windows; Light barely crept in. Her body grew defiant and feeble with each passing day; decay has set in. She waited for rain.


The lights are out and I’m home alone; got no plans tonight. No idea what day of the week it is but I know that it’s night. Don’t ask me about the time, I don’t care if the clock still chimes. What’s on the menu for dinner? “Your infamies” cries out a voice. They’re home;…

You and I

You were like recess during school day; Like summer vacation and park bench; Anyway, darling, this isn’t about you Who were always present at some point, It’s me, always alone in company.

And I know.

Why don’t you tell me it’s okay? Why can’t you tell me I’m okay? What makes me a fool? Writing for you? Or expecting a response? Where have all my apologies gone? Why hasn’t your forgiveness reached my door? Why are we quiet When there’s blood on the floor?? If I’m bad, why won’t you…


I won’t tell you it’s gonna be okay; I can’t ask you to move on. All I can do is sit here, right here and share silence. What you have is what can’t be shared; the pain. I’ll let you suffer and that’s all I’ve got to offer.

Good morning.

She wove the wool like braids for her hair; she tied it to my hand, couldn’t help but stare. Her breath smelt like fresh mints, the one people chew after they smoke. She tied it so hard, it reminded me of all the times I was constipated. Is this real? Or is this all inside…

My friend.

You held my hand when there was nobody to play with. You filled my eyes with dreams when I couldn’t sleep. When everyone else bullied, you showed up to console. Remember the times we spoke for hours together on the stairs watching the stars?? I can’t forget the lazy afternoons we spent counting the cars….


Far from what I was Shallow, without a cause In these hopeless streets, I wander Where to? I care not Umpteen faces pass by Exchanging empty smiles Lost and alone, in a land so dry I carry on for miles There came stones, There came puddles, Trees swung Revealing riddles Past the forests, and mountains,…

Stagnant and rotting In the corner Lonely and brooding Wiping tears, there’s nothing To believe in, All the feathers of my Clipped wings Fly around me with the cold wind I’m the fallen one, oh yes Crashed down to the ground Shattering all the dreams Putting back together, piece by piece Rebuilding myself I could…