You’re the muscle memory. Of the mind, And the heart. Which is why, It keeps going back to you, Every moment of every day. #writing...

A conversation few nights ago, Really made me think, Why am I doing what I am doing, If I’m not doing it from my heart? But, don’t we...

I miss you, Like my heart misses a beat, it thinks about you. All the time, I watch the sun set. All the time, I read my favourite book....

I’m all drained, Out of words today, Because all I’ve done is, Swing between thoughts, And none of them, Hurt me less, Than the tear in...

Last night I locked my heart away, From the ones who can easily stay away, Threw away the key somewhere far away, Where I can’t find it...

We are meant to stay here. We are meant to meet here. By chance. By coincidence. Or by just randomly realising one day, That we are meant...

In search of a quiet evening, To let my thoughts run in chaos, I escape to the sky, Where the clouds direct me, Sometimes towards you,...

I’ve all my words haywired today, Might have dropped some on the way too, If you found them talking to you, Tell them I want them to stay...

These days even my words ask me, Whom do they belong to, Me or the one I write them for. To which I laugh and say, They belong to the...

The winter is creeping from the north, Bringing quieter mornings, With lots of fog, Heavy clouds roll in dark and grey, Is that why you...

My heart is tired, Of holding on the words, It wants to speak, To you, In the dark of the night, To only you, Under the stars, To just...

My heart was broken years ago, For the first time, Not because I fell in love, But because I didn’t realise that someone can break it in...