I want to swim And disappear. Into the blue depths, Reflecting light until black ink creeps, In through the shadows, And paint my arms and my body. Until the fish living in the mermaid caves, Come out to greet and say they're here for me, And show me how when I go near the undertow,... Continue Reading →
It's so hard. to live in a world where your heart is hopeful, where you believe that love and understanding persists. where a person can live with human virtues and sleep on a soft pillow, no dreams can interrupt their sleep, good or bad. There exists no world where people are aware of themselves, their... Continue Reading →
The house is always so silent, With just the two of us, The neighbors must sleep peacefully. You're in the kitchen, Pots and pans clattering, While I stare at a book, Visualizing myself between those sentences. I smell prawns, fish, and rice. I smell typical malayali dinner. I wouldn't have it any other way. A... Continue Reading →
When will your anger end? How many people does it take for you to realise, That those hands are not for mending others, They are there to mend yourself.
I wonder if your voice travels through walls, I wonder if the neighbours can hear your screams everyday, I wonder if they think about my wellbeing. I'm sure the whole building does. Because no matter how many doors i close, how many windows i shut, how many rooms i lock myself in, how loud i... Continue Reading →
My ears hurt. Your voice is scathing, burning what's left of my patience.
Silence is what i crave the most, when you're here. When you are not, i crave the warmth of your presence, the homely feeling you bring to this house. but then the day before you arrive, I remember that voice, that dreadful voice of yours and I regret ever wishing you'd be back sooner.
Lost is a figurative word for my existence. I am beyond that, Lost is subjective to my vision across this universe, Across parallel universes even. A continuum of confusion, isolation and regret. A visage, an imagery of a lone girl without flowers in her head or screws joining her limbs. A mask of red and... Continue Reading →
I feel a valid emptiness. It completes me. I do not know why it is there, But I acknowledge it and It acknowledges me. I say hello and it echo's back with several others. It never hurt me, Just stayed there. Reminding myself that it is there to show me, Teach me of things that... Continue Reading →