We were born from the void Laid at the feet of the earth Raised in its lush and beautiful bounty Attempting to avoid the curse of our birth And yet, it's ever-present in our hearts You can see it in various works of arts The destiny that plagues humanity It is the burden of the void we carry Traced back to the beginning Some tried to fill it with winning To beat the odds at any cost Be it violence, sacrifice or loss Some...

BREAKING NEWS!!! Should I listen to what they have to say? Should I turn and look the other way? Will it be relevant to my day? Have I been cast in a role in this play? DEVASTATION! CATASTROPHE! TERROR! Are they voracious for my fear? Do they hope my anxiety will keep me here? Is this a calculated way to push my buttons or grind my gears? The numbness has already dried out all my tears WAR! FAMINE! DROUGHT! How do I fit i...

There was a time, not too long ago Mouthwatering beasts from below, Would feast on my bone and marrow Would drink my blood like it was Bordeaux Ripped the meat off my bones, Roasted me over hot stones, Deafening moans and groans Devoured in the vacant unknowns The dinner didn't leave me unscathed For years an agony and sorrow, I bathed Eternally bruised and stained Yet, the faint glow of my soul remained Lost in the void,...

He stood in front of me, wide-eyed Nervously, he gulped down his pride When I brushed his chest, he let out a shaky sigh His forehead was moist, yet his lips were bone-dry I parted his hair and saw a rusted zipper And beauty marks laid out like the little dipper A line down his left breast shimmered copper A marvel of the improperly proper I held onto the tab as we held our gaze His face turned green with malaise Crusted...

Eminent, easy to memorize Your glistening sapphire eyes, Plucked from summer skies Made the whole world harmonize Softly spoken except for loud cries. Countless conversations met replies. Your innocent voice Made the heavens rejoice Gentle heart filled with down feathers Playful mind brimmed with sunshiny weathers Infinite love met infinite compassion A being that only the gods themselves could fashion The candle of life...

Your clouds gather and form over time Shielding me from the sun's crime Painting the skies with your paradigm A vision that is truly sublime Your rain pours onto my skin Your wind whirls me into a spin Washing me of my sin Cleansing me from the rot within Your thunder reverberates in my heart It speaks to me like a breathtaking piece of art Your booms are ever so clever I could listen to you rattle the earth forever Your...

After the flames died out, only the ash remained. Specs snowed down slowly onto my body as I stood in the barren remnant of my past. My burning eyes searched for anything salvageable amongst the wreckage, praying for a partly scorched photograph or even a burnt wooden beam yet only the ash remained. Days cascaded into weeks and bled into months as I stayed stuck in stasis. My rage pummeled away a little of the residue. My...

When I’m drowning, they are distant and skeptical When I’m sailing, they gather to observe the spectacle My cheeks used to be made of roses, my pupils were once starred How did I become just a chew toy to use and discard? They don’t savour their words, they just spit them Basking smugly in the fruits of their mayhem I love them when they don’t, they disgust me when they do I am cast to play both the vixen and the shrew Th...

With a sterile needle and thread, I sew up the wounds that once filled me with dread With a freshly damp cloth, I clear away the red Dissolving all the reasons for which I once openly bled I carefully pluck out the staples that formally held together my heart Lightly brush off the decay and polish this organic part The scar steadily beats in tandem with the muscle blending into a work of art It’s time for a fresh start I...

“Step right up! Step right up! Toss a copper in my cup! Clap with adoring affection, For the maiden of recollection!” Pushing aside the velvet curtain Greeted by gazes, bewildered and uncertain Scattered applause simmers down As I take center stage in my crimson gown A purposely prolonged pause to build up tension Gartering this amiable audience’s attention My arms weave and flourish in the air Suddenly, they swiftly stif...

It’s been two moons since I’ve heard your voice Not even your laughs could mask your choice Strained and hollow in your muted tone A far cry from the person I’ve known A wit once as sharp as a freshly forged blade, Has since drastically dulled and decayed A voice once light, bright and animated, Has since become inanimate and deflated It’s been a fortnight since I gazed upon your mouldered visage Not even the hood you wor...

In my hour of weakness, I forget what it means to be strong It's calling to me, beckoning me with its hypnotic song I feel the breeze brush my skin, it’s been so long Its melody moves me yet my gut tells me that this is wrong Dense fog blankets the city street Cold, wet pavement slaps against my bare feet Its voice grows louder yet remains ever-sweet As I follow blindly along the path of concrete Streetlights extinguish a...

With clenched fists, I pound on your door Shrill cries unlike you’ve ever heard before Mustering all the strength I have left in my core Frantic and desperate screams, you ignore In the dead of night, the world is without colours A twig cracks, a bush shudders Gasping for air as my heart flutters As shadowed beasts encircle me like vultures With a menacing grin and eyes of jade Slowly approaching, each wielding a sharp bl...

For a while, there was a vast nothingness. I had succumbed to the void and assimilated to it. There was no pain or joy. Only the slight general feeling of reprieve. It was only when the sound of a door unlocked, my heavy eyes fluttered open. “Victorine, my love, you have risen,” the tall shadow spoke softly. I lay upon a large feathered bed. Massive aubergine curtains hung closed from high-up curtain rods. Every piece in...

It was when the clock struck midnight that our eyes met across the golden ballroom. His darkened gaze sent an icy finger trailing down my spine. I watched as he weaved through women in extravagant gowns and men in polished suits. Effortlessly keeping his eyes fixated on me. Suddenly, someone stuck the gong. Sound waves vibrated throughout the room and my bones. I instinctively clutched a hand to my chest while searching f...