I move through days like a guest in places I’m supposed to belong. At school, I sit in chairs that never feel like mine, surrounded by voices that pa...Read more

They heard my poems and imagined her — someone with gentle hands, a name that sounded like petals. They thought love in my voice must belong to a gir...Read more

She was a beautiful almost, the kind that stays in your throat long after her name is gone. I had her in the quiet moments— in the way her hand brush...Read more

that night was never planned, just a sudden yes, not one of our usual ones. church first, then a concert— simple things that somehow turned into a me...Read more

I like you. I love you. Three words and eight letters. Yet hard to say even if it matters. Thoughts bubbling up Wanting me to give up, Yet the chance...Read more

She's a candle that's left unkindled by its owner. Standing stiffly surrounded with dead matches and bizarre harmonies. Everything just doesn't make s...Read more

I saw you in a bookstore, Across the aisle, Spectacles on your nose, Engaged in a story. Where books on shelves Were the lives of people themselves. ...Read more

Still undefined, Poetry is an artistry that still can't be identified, Each word are laces born from curiosity and longing.. Poetry is beauty and p...Read more

Tongue like venom, sweet with heat she kissed me slowly, then bit in deep Nails on spine, a dirty hymn we danced in filth, baptized in sin Whispers f...Read more

I do not compare myself to others, For I know my parents did the best, They loved me with all their hearts, And gave me all that they possessed. Thei...Read more

I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have. ~ Nikita Gill

It's raining and I'm standing next to you My shivering is more about our proximity than the drizzling. You lend me your coat that feels like home ...Read more

o’ writer how does it feel to hear your words from lips foreign to yours, for a tongue new to the taste of you— at y...Read more

This morning, I longed for your eyes And I grieved So, I wrote a love poem On a canvas that resembles your smile You are the dawn, That gladdens the h...Read more

There's an open door, It's a door to the future, I don't want to go through it, You're not beside me, Your supposed to be, I don't want a future where...Read more

It starts with a whisper, a subtle invite, A thrill, a relief, that feels just right, But slowly it tightens, day after a day, Turning bright hope...Read more

"You became my delusion, partly because of my seclusion. I realize now it was all an illusion and I no longer feel slighted by your exclusion. Yes, I...Read more

"Ugly girl," they'd all say and laugh Little did they know that it'd break me in half A laughing stock I'd always  been Them failing to see the be...Read more

Death, my distant lover— loves me, cannot have me. Yearns but cannot reach, wants me like an alcoholic aching for one sip, forever relapsing. It look...Read more

It hates you. Energy sizzles just underneath the surface. Unseen hiding unwanted it's anger danger it's malice. Watching ...Read more