Wednesday, July 19, 2017

"What about you? Who was your last love?"
"Er.... hmm....I guess....the only one I can talk about was years ago. After that.... my heart has just been here and there and all over the place.... left behind in bits and pieces.... with people,with places.... for souls and for faces....some with scars,some without traces."

Tuesday, July 18, 2017


your love smells of smoke
escapes in ashes now, but
there were flames before.

Sunday, May 07, 2017


Yes, we are friends with benefits.
You know what the best benefit of it is?

The friendship. 

Wednesday, October 12, 2016


...sometimes I just want to wear their words as a blanket... deeply inhale their fragrance and let it fill my lungs...feel their warmth surround enveloped by pure magic... drift into their world... and let them permeate my being...

Sunday, September 18, 2016


My head has become a government office. There is such a huge backlog of things I have wanted to write about, that I feel like taking a chai break everytime I sit down to deal with it.

Love, faith, family, failure, success, meaning, life, lessons, future, past, present, self, society, school, learning, journeys, questions, answers, cloud, clarity, strength, shambles.... so many files spilling into eachother that I can't even separate and label them.

I believe I am at that point at which few are fortunate (I have been told) to arrive in the first few decades of their lives, rather than the last. Call it quarter-life crisis (or mid!), call it growing up, call it life. It is a point that has shaken the ground beneath my feet, blurred my vision, left me clutching at straws, and made me unsure of everything. It is a point that has forcibly held a mirror to my mind, a disconcerting mirror that is asking me to have very uncomfortable conversations with myself.

Through all this, there is a tiny sliver of light (in the form of a dear friend) that tells me that this excruciating period is inevitable, but it means that blood is being pumped into my wings, preparing for me to emerge and take flight.

Let's hope. One day at a time.

Monday, August 08, 2016


You fill my heart
and yet, somehow, make it lighter. 

Saturday, July 09, 2016


How is it fair
to want only the highest peaks
and not the deepest trenches?