You’ve spent years telling me all the things you hate, so much that now I don’t even know what you like. And when I make a mistake, you always say, “...Read more

They are high walls. I need keen eyes to see their ornaments, But their veins are thirsty, And their foundations are red. Only blood drips from th...Read more

Always a patient, never a person

final incentives.... the sun light up, to show God's presence, omnipresent so to say that I accept thee into heaven, I'm not too into religion to add...Read more

You are my best friend — but that word feels too small for what you are to me. You are the owner of my soul, because your soul and mine were never two...Read more

It's raining heavily, i don't know why? At nights my Window is closed, Rain is the thing I love the most. The moon is blur The stars aren't seen , An...Read more

The cave is full of darkness I am wandering with no light This places feels so empty I have lost my sight Whenever I light up my candle It fades away...Read more

Am I weak? I never knew the ache of love I wore calm like armor, numb to the storms of others. But now, I tasted what I once couldn’t name the quiet...Read more

I miss how we use to play truth and dare The news i heard today, got me scared I remember once you got sick in school I had to took you to the of...Read more

I stand alone on this endless road, Shadows clutch me in their silent hold. No flicker of light, no whisper of hope, Just darkness weaving its unyield...Read more

When I was small, I couldn’t see why pain could be your poetry. How gently you would draw the line, on skin that never once was fine. I thought you we...Read more

Part III – The Last Embrace: Her Ending (His lover’s point of view) The door hung open like a maw, Its silence sharp enough to gnaw. The air was thi...Read more

Part II – The Monster’s Verse: Feast of the Fleshborn (The monster’s point of view) He cracked like shell beneath a heel, His soul a meal, his thoug...Read more

Part I – Hollowed by the Howl (His point of view) It crept behind my bloodshot eyes, A whisper carved from crawling flies. It slithered deep behind ...Read more

Letting go is simple but not easy I mean how could it be a breeze It goes against everything I believe It makes me feel like I've given up Like I've...Read more

I am the last lover in this wasteland. Look into my heart, and you will find it empty. Look into my eyes, and you will find them blind and red. ...Read more

Ivory is my skin, a seed sprouting and breathing on the island of Java— where people root in tradition, and courtesy blooms before ambition. They cal...Read more

Oh, have you seen the fairies sang a song and seen fairies dance And watched their prance Whenever I,m there it grows light And when my sister goes ...Read more

I have always been a maybe even to those I called my certainty. A passing thought, a name written in pencil, easy to erase when seasons change. To t...Read more

An Introduction by Kamala Das ...I am Indian, very brown, born in Malabar, I speak three languages, write in two, dream in one. Don't write in ...Read more