Obsolete Dream I see you, do you see me too? You call me, but do you hear me? I think not Because to you, I make no sense Yet you show you care All for what? You’re either in it or you’re not Why in between? To me, it makes no sense And to you,…

Poem: What is Life?

What is life? But a couple of good friends Families that love you A banquet of delicious food And a belly of laughter Until then, Yours x

I am My Own Prisoner

As I sit in my favourite corner coffee shop and wait, I notice the surroundings as it is; and I think to myself, ‘When was the last time I paid attention to everything around me?’ The answer comes as ‘I don’t know, you’re too busy thinking about the future that you’ve forgotten to live in…

Poem: Untitled

Untitled Some people never learn They go on with the filthy lives they live Dissing others as they please Without thinking for a moment That the joke’s on them And that their hatred is their own reflection Of how impure their beliefs are Until then, Yours x

Poem: Undecided

Undecided Another day, another week The future still seems bleak Whether I’ll be a mess Or show up in a bright coloured dress Nobody knows Until then, Yours x

Poem: Colluded Pain

Colluded Pain Sometimes words are not enough to explain The momentary pain you feel It’s when your mind shuts down And you generally loose enthusiasm Perhaps it’s because of the long periods of pain you feel That you enclosed so you didn’t heal And one day, it all comes back to you When you least…

Motivation: Haters

* If people hate on you, know that you’re progressing! 🍁 #MidWeekThoughts

Poem: Addiction

Addiction You were slowly becoming my addiction Where we both didn’t have to try I was feeling alive once again And you didn’t make me cry But I knew you loved her instead And so I knew this too would die It was just a matter of time Before we’d both eventually said goodbye Extracts from…


Of all the words you uttered, I believe only one.. ‘I do deserve better’

Poem: Let Go?

How do you let go of someone who taught you how to love again?

Poem: Stabbed

When your heart breaks, let it For being hopeful is akin to being stabbed and letting them twist the knife within you..