I could flatten my chest, bruise my already broken ribcage, to mimic a man. I could put on clothes that wear me, an XL t-shirt with a 2XL hoodie, for a chance of androgyny. I could pretend for the day, people see me the way I see myself- undefinable. Because I know they won’t look…
Category: Poetry
grim reaper
i reside in the cemetery of our love haunted by the reminiscences of you and i refusing to rot away with time when our love died, i became a phantom of who i was this did not phase me for the night is full of ghosts-people searching for love with dead hearts
a solar eclipse
he tasted like sunshine, as if I’ve been kissed by the morning sun he shines in my thoughts everyday she was my moon, dancing among the stars carelessly, breathlessly very atom in my body gravitates towards her we loved unapologetically colour erupting the atmosphere The absolute lightest darkness dawn is on the…
An Open Letter to Him
I don’t know if what I felt for you could ever be called ‘Love’. I don’t think I ever truly ‘Loved’ you- you were just the space to fill the void I had made for myself. And it worked for a while. But, when you left me, claiming that you never ‘Loved’ me, I realized…
Her Love
She tells her love while half asleep, within the dark hours of the night, with soft words murmured gently: “You are my only delight”
Places That Matter
Places that matter… Where I fall in love with you. When I realise that you are the one for me. It doesn’t matter where it is or what it looks like. Because it has the utmost value to me. Where I go in my dreams. What crazy world will I make up? Where up is…
But Still, I Rise
I am beaten down. Blood dripping down my face from fresh cuts. Although my head is bloody, I will not bow. I will rise. This house is no longer a home. It is a place of wrath and tears. My fear is all that was looming whenever you are around. But I will rise. I…
My Girl (May Poem)
When I look at her, I don’t see skin and bones; I see blurred lines and grey flecks trying to escape. I see a girl with no idea what the terms ‘right’ and ‘wrong’ entail; and she certainly doesn’t what to find out anytime soon. I see a girl with boundless ideas swirling around her…
I Will Love You Forever (Bow View Manor)
It was the day we married, the day we said I do; It was the day I made you mine; The proof that I loved you. My Edmund! You are the flowers the bee’s never miss, A blooming rose that glows so bright In an endless garden of flowers; I will always pick you. My Edmund!…
This Loving
I would change my nose. Turn it into a rose so that every time you lean in to smell it, I could steal kisses from you. Because of my only true goal in life: to love. And although it is cliche, it is true. I want to sink into the sickly sweet romance found in the movies…