Why I Write
Voices in my head often tell me not to write. Not in those exact words, of course. They tell me to move on. They tell me not to think so much. They tell me to focus on work, on family,…
Everything Must Fall In Line
Why is it that some lives feel like they’re forever rehearsing, but never arriving? There has been a long, consuming struggle which has often been without clarity toward something that may or may not have been meant to be. The…
Chasing Her
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been chasing her. Not a woman, really. But something like her.A silhouette in the distance—sharp, confident, impossible to forget.She walks like she knows the answers. Talks in riddles. Smiles rarely but meaningfully.And…
The Silence Between Us
It’s a page I’ve got, I’ve got to cross-check because it’ll disappear, Like the time has passed and that, which will, To the point it ever was, till the point it ever will. Blue, green and brown, yes, they’re…
Lost in the Noise of Purpose
Not all of a sudden, neither a planned effort it was and it had to be. It became either one when I came and sat down to write this idea of a thought. This, as minutely is been observed, has…
As If I Got it All Right
Let’s say, for the sake of not saying, There has been a point to wander without a clue, To defer away from the meaning and the true needs, To realise that whatever is done is without anything real. There’s a…
The Way It Always Was
Feel it today and let it slip away for tomorrow, It was never yours and it is a distant truth now. All heads were high all day only to be wasted to nothing, Only to shred pieces into pieces never…
Beyond the Burnt Horizon
And what is left of me, as I see the whole world burnt down to death, And what’s left for me, as I hear nothing but the sounds of the silence. What has been already built to be seen or…
Messages Unsent
It was all here until you were here, The priceless being of yours spreading sunshine all across. Now that you are gone and won’t be seen anymore, Here are some messages from my side that were left unsent. Message, that…
Plugging With/To Life, Love, Laughter
As much as my thoughts have taking strolls in oblivious streets at odd hours, For my people as much as can lend support for as long as they can, As much as my being tries to trick me of my…