If today were a Wednesday, He wouldn't be here, Wouldn't wait at the gate, He wouldn't ask me to follow him, And I wouldn't. He wouldn't hold my han...Read more
*Fleeting reverie, momentarily Wistful whispers whine in timeless wind White water ripples as the rain drops Horizon lips kiss the quiet dusk Her si...Read more
Poets are innocent fools. Feeling more though reality forbids, We cling onto what may never be — Chasing the lie of a merciful end. Poets are innocen...Read more
And so, To the soul of my heart, my dearest beautiful and loyal one— The delicate femininity, the radiant adornment— Umayma, to you I write. Not becau...Read more
They cut your wings before you could fly. They took every piece of you, yet still called you selfish when you tried to keep your bones. Forsaking th...Read more
I have heard countless times Love simply is But how hard it is to simply be As one goes trough life And accepts the fate of simply being Just then, m...Read more
i didn’t write to be a poet. the words came on their own. i wasn’t chasing poems or titles. i was just holding feelings. their words stayed with me, ...Read more
You hid me from the outside world, shielded from its cruelties. My peace you protected, and you gave me serenity. When at my lowest I bled on your s...Read more
Imagine you're on a unicycle in the middle of a tightrope. The audience applauds you from below. The thing is, you've never even ridden a unicycle. Y...Read more
I was born to be a lover but have never been loved. The day you came everything changed,but when you left everything stayed the same. The pain and ag...Read more
Tonight when I dream, I dream of you Walk westward on the stars ...Read more
I know you don't like it when I stop and stare But I can't help it, Do I dare? My love for you consumes me whole I know you don’t like it but I stare ...Read more
Sometimes I overthink my emotions. I wonder if I feel too much, too fast, too deep. But then I remember , that’s how I was made. And I’m not going to ...Read more
The wind i used to love the most, now seems irritating. My favourite season, now feels like curse. My comfy bed and blanket, now seems like somethin...Read more
