You are not breaking because you couldn’t pedal the cycle for the first time you sat on it. You are building up to ride that cycle from...

I go back and read the old poetries I wrote, Some for you, Some for us both, Everyone of them says just one thing, It all happened for a...

I smell of a perfume, Which no longer belongs to you, Less musky, More Lavendery. I suppose, This suits better on me, Less power, More...

I see you taking on the phone while you crossed paths with me the other day; You won’t know about it. You didn’t see me. I don’t know who...

Braiding her long hair, Adding a touch of pink to her lips, Wearing the best of her dress, Tick-tocking in her heels, Slinging the bag on...

If I tell you to imagine the colour amaranthine then you wouldn’t be able to do so until you have actually seen the colour before. If I...

It seems so difficult for someone who has her heart on her sleeve every time to find true love. Each time she meets someone, she thinks,...

You weren’t here, Until you actually were, Again in the thoughts, Not in person otherwise. I wonder, If you are real, In the pictures I...

Some closures come when you least expect them to come. It comes on a busy sunny afternoon in the middle of something important. Not when...

I don’t know who misses you the most, The city or me? The city shows me your name in every nook, I show the poem I’d scapred there...

My hands shiver as I write you this poem, Wondering if I’ll be to write the ending, Or will the poetry end me first? #writing #writer...

We just need another reason to talk, A moment, a story, a chain of thought, A reason to just look and smile, A reason to laugh endlessly...