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...

I could have painted these pages with our picturesque potential Quivering with each written word as if it were a brushstroke ever so essential Carefully crafting every artistically assembled prose without a single exhale Sweat would have trickled down my brow as I ensured every meticulous detail Painstakingly placing words on parchment as if it were a canvas Sentimentally sketching each and every raw element of our souls,...

Haversack abandoned White birch tree grove Nevermind that my heart never drove so far from home Than when I set my sights on you. Ate eight grapes to forsake the forgiveness in your shade Petty grandstanding bastard Love-child-having, cutthroat stallion Your reins are better as a gallows rope You told me you loved me Even though you wanted me to repeat it back reciprocal My spirit cringed So I said ‘nope’ And walked away...

He seduces smoke silhouettes Compensating for the loss of his duet Desperately attempting to see past the vignette During lonely hours, he clings to his rosette He lies among the ashes Memories splatter through his mind in splashes Perceiving a monster through rose-colored glasses As every ounce of trust leaks out of emotional gashes He quests for human connection To quell his dichotomy, he turns to physical affection Doi...

I could have weathered a million storms, Fallen for each of your numerous forms After everything we’ve been through I could have truly loved you I could have soaked up the rain And furiously kissed away your pain Whether the moon is white, red, or blue I could have truly loved you I could have gifted you sunlight And show you that you shined just as bright You’re imprinted in my heart, I wish you knew I could have truly l...

In my perfect world, I would hear a knock at my door. And it would be you, standing there. I would go to speak but you would silence me with a kiss. Our lips that once longed for each other would blend blissfully together. I would pull you close to me and inside my home. Breathless with each kiss. In my perfect world, I would print out the next chapter of my book. I would rush into our bedroom excited to share it with you...

The morning is cold. My heart left empty, yet still full of love, so full of love for you. I sit here now alone, with my heart in pain, yet so full of love for you. My fingers tremble and wrap the only thing I feel, this cold cup of coffee, and a heart full of pain. Like the love we had, once so warm and steamy, It too has now grown cold. The only thing left for me is my lonely heart, this cold cup of coffee, and my memor...

I come here every day and think of you. I recall those secret, stolen moments that will forever be ours. I remember how we talked and giggled; of how we shared, and discovered each other. In that tranquil meadow, we joined and found a completeness I will cherish for eternity. Do you too remember? Do you still feel the breathless hunger and the passion; that desperate, urgent, forbidden love that made us one? You are gone...

You decided the end of our story before we could write it Robbing us of a maybe, stealing our possibility Opting out of responsibility My love has chosen a misfit   You wrote our entire album before a tune was hummed, Playing with my heart like a melody Ambitiously lacking in fidelity  My love has been strummed   You painted a picture before an image even formed Ripped through my defences like paper  I breathed you in lik...

Aikasa laid awake staring at her ceiling. The day didn’t go against her better judgment for it was still raining outside and she didn’t know how she was supposed to go and meet Kenji.  Well...  The hell with it.  It’s now or never. She got up and headed to the bathroom to wash herself. She slipped out of her nightdress and put a comfortable one that would suit this harsh weather. She then combed her long wavy hair and sta...

Initially, we were as adorable as two deities dwelling in a palace made of beautiful bricks of elation, fondness, and temptation. We were like two travellers whose destination was always finding solace in each other.But, as time passed, the cloud forgot to shower its tiny flickering drops of fervour and serenity onto us; the Sun, whiff of hope and positivity, abruptly turned harsh on us. But, we are at the same place, idl...

We shrieked. We brawled. We lamented. Our relationship which was meant to be a sacred sign of affection suddenly got reduced to abuse and combat. Somewhere it broke me apart. Getting respect, dignity and confidence seemed far away beyond my reach. He didn't hit me but his words went straight deep inside my glass built castle made of love and fondness and smashed it at all at once. I felt like an addicted woman who was tak...

Are you waiting for me?Waiting for me to step aside,To bow out gracefully,All for you to have what’s mine. I’ve watched you slinking around,Sneaking in behind the scenes,Planting seeds and little blooms,Hoping she will tend them. She has a gentle touch,It’s delicate but strong,Oh, the things she does,And she does them to me. Do you want what I have?The love we share,All the things she gives,How she controls my body.  You...

"Are you there, my dear Eloise?" she called out to the shadows. She waited in still silence, hanging on hope. Her pulse grew as the wind picked up, rattling the windows. She spun around, searching for a figure in the darkness. Wood creaked underneath her as she stepped closer. "I still think of you, my dear Eloise. The way your hair tangles in the wind, the way you squint when you're upset, the softness of your lips..." s...

A NEW SPARK I wonder if you feel anything like I do. Do you long for the past, hate the present and fear the future?Has your heart been ripped up through your throat and straight out of your head up to the sky.You might feel something like thisBut do you also know that someday a new spark will start another fire?