A writer’s whisper – collab

The inkling in my handSeeks refuge,Urging me to jot it down,A revolt rages within. My soul tries to breaks the walls of the dungeon,It craves to be let out;The pen is a prison,Paper is the land far away.Letting go would mean pain,There is no liberty without a price;Writing is evil,Something that I need to survive. … Continue reading A writer’s whisper – collab

Scars – collaboration

Tisha and I wanted to write on “scars” but I was clueless as ever. This is what I finally came up with: Underneath my skin are tissues and blood; they know your touch. My senses have recognised you long before you laid your hands on me; like on a quest for holy grail, you searched … Continue reading Scars – collaboration

Pain.

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.