Our home

You shaped them Moulding my insecurities to your narrative You warped my expectations Reasonable expectations and they took another form. It was disguised as mending Fixing Building But the foundations you lay were sloppy. The communicative cement that binds each brick was laced in deceit and hidden truths. The bricks themselves were half hearted and

Fireworks

Waiting for the day my insecurities won’t stop you from loving me.  My reactions to your actions hurt. And my depth lies in the learnt. My learnt actions My routines Of checking and updating your transparent existence on a platform of illusion. My heart shines when thinking of you then it flutters…  …fire works shoot

An unconventional goodbye letter.

As she wills a step forward  The heart is were you left it.   When turning around, she can see it there suspended… Waiting for you to  catch up. Logic refuses to pause   it stumbles ahead keeping her face turned afront, ahead, focused. The juxta heart imbedes its veins into its position. Carving pain and

It’s your smile that connotes a thousand meanings  The way you kiss me before I borrow my head into your chest.  My eyes are kept closed as I am engulfed by you your charm  your words  your warm heart.  Your heart doesn’t lie to me.  It tells me the truth-  as you speak words of

How do you define ‘love’?

Your bodies intertwine, as he dines.   That feeling of their hunger, as he holds on to her, gently moving up, and he licks his lips and he can taste.   Electricity runs through them as they move, Like they have something to prove, She arches her back, ready for his pace, And on the