I don’t want to listen to any more stories, There are too many of them in me already, Waiting to whisper, talk or scream, The memories of...

At one point it became somewhat confusing of what I was actually feeling. It wasn’t the feeling of sadness when you wait for something to...

The stars twinkle back, The moon illuminates from being a cresent, The waves rush back to the shore, The pendulum swings back and forth,...

Today I’ll blame another poet like me for writing all the songs we heard together. I’ll blame him for penning down the magical moments we...

All I want to do sometimes is type down everything and sending it to you. The way I saw you looking at me, the way you silently started...

Your name and your number is just a contact in my phone list. Neither can I call it, nor send a message. It won’t reach, will it now?...