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”  

My Darling

This Love cannot be described- there is no spoken language for such adoration of a single person and want to be with them. Such contradictions of kisses, hugs, and longing stares. The Love of the hopeless romantics, the lonely hearts of millions have awakened to claim their love. The stars have aligned again, and what…

Where Have All The Children Gone?

Where have all the children gone? The creaking silence of longing echoes through the streets. It sounds like the old, wooden floors under dainty feet of all the children running around. Just yesterday they were tying ribbons in their hair and swinging from the branches of their favourite trees. Their laughs used to flood the…

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…

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…