What if I say, I don’t care anymore? What if I say it not in rage, But in the hush of giving up? What if I say life means nothing? What if I say the meaning? Has melted like sugar in stormwater? What if I say I’m ready to give up? What if I say […]
I don’t count my friends in numbers I count them in echoes— The ones who laugh when I laugh, Who clap when I only whisper dreams, Who don’t ask why when I say “What if we built a bookstore on the moon?” They say, “Yes, and let’s paint it warm grey.” They are the soft […]
I long for the love that I don’t have. I yearn for the home that does not exist. Where fingers trace stories on windows of rain, And silence sits soft like a kiss on the wrist. I wander in places my feet never touched, Where moonlight remembers the names I forget. The hearth I imagine […]
Sitting out there in open Among the broken pieces of my wall of creativity Fluttering of paper Falling of stones The earth is still shaky… Not too much! It’s a gentle lull. A lull…to keep rocking those who are sleeping into deep sleep. Not that ferocious like it was in the morning That moment when […]
I’ve always believed I’m a hopeless romantic.Not for people—though sometimes, yes,But for the road at night,The sky that never repeats itself,And the trees I pass that remind meWhat real ones used to look like. Every car ride is a story I don’t write down.Every tree—a chapter.Every shadow—a soft reason to feelJust a little sad, a […]
Water coming down the stream, hitting the rocks out of sheer joy of existing. Not rushing to escape. Just… dancing with the stones that dared to stay.
They say,“Don’t stress. You’re healing.”But no one tells the seato stop drowning the swimmer. It wasn’t just the fever.It wasn’t just the cough.It was the months that followed,where my bones became battlegroundsfor things I couldn’t name. I tried to forget them —those who made my name feel small,my worth conditional,my presence a problem to solve. […]
Phased OutNot ghosted,Not erased—Just slowly faded from the frame.Like background noiseWhen the conversation shifts.I was never the center,Never the spotlight.All those fights—Not for anyone,Just me shouting at the void,Just me proving I could bleed and still move.I achieved.Despite it all.Without them.Beyond the common sense.Now I watch the scene blur.Phased out from peopleWho never saw the […]
A raw reflection on numbness, moral fatigue, and the quiet pain of living in a world that just keeps moving—no matter who’s suffering beneath the silence.
Sense of humour is hard to develop, hard to comprehend, hard to transmit and hard to capture. So all in all, if you are trying to present your point of view in a light-hearted tome then you are immature. Whereas if you present the same issue with a fully loaded vocabulary and in an extremely […]