It’s a conflicting mind, mine. Unfocused, confused and opinionated. What it wants it doesn’t know. What it needs, it’s confused about....

prosopagnosia noun · Psychiatry the inability to recognize the faces of familiar people, typically as a result of damage to the brain....

The time seems to be running a race, Passing each check point without stopping, Continuing to run past everything so quickly, That it is...

The whole night scented of petrichor. I know this because after you fell asleep while complaining about how you couldn’t see the stars...

Isn’t it annoying, To write about the feelings, You have felt, But no longer feel, Howsoever good they were. Isn’t it sad, To go back and...

Something in me, Urges me to get up, Or maybe it was the alarm, Something in the morning light glitters, Probably the sun’s charm....

There are situations so simple, Yet so difficult to solve, Some, creation of your own will, and some of your own thoughts, Why then we...

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...

Crawling under the skin, The feelings of frustration, Keeping straight faces, Holding every emotion, So simple to say it all, Then why...

Between choosing what to do and what not, Between considering all the options laid on the table, Between today, tomorrow and the days...

What we are doing, Sitting in glass walls, Listening to lectures about values and religion, When we can’t even raise a finger, To prompt...

There are hundreds of tiny fragments floating in the day leading me back to what you used to say. When do you have holidays? Are you...