Uncategorized The smell of roads 11 Oct 2017 I obsess over roads. I wonder how they look like after I have done passing them. If I had the habit of using prostitutes I would probably wonder the same…
Uncategorized My father. 4 Aug 2017 Of all people I would write about I never imagined I would write about my father. My father was a kind man who bottled up his emotions. He was the…
Uncategorized Sometimes 4 Aug 2017 Sometimes I realise I am different. I laugh louder than a girl is expected to , I climb trees , I am not doing a degree society wanted me to…
Uncategorized New city 4 Aug 2017 The skyline is different here. It is crowded with tall skyscrapers twize the size of my building back home . It is painted by a million green trees, more beautiful…
Uncategorized Love? 6 Apr 2017 You might call it love Or you may blame it on the alcohol But if she said no And you are still ploughing through/into If she screamed no And if…
Uncategorized The girl you are dating.. 6 Mar 201711 Mar 2017 The girl you are dating While you are married to me, Will smell like the confidence I used to wear, Hot tea and jasmine, Scald your tongue, Stench you to…
Uncategorized He pulls me close 22 Feb 2017 He pulls me close, His mind on her, His rough hand on my hips, His mouth utters her name, His taste mixed with hers. I pull away coz I still…
Uncategorized Literature 14 Feb 2017 Sundays are for sonnets and synecdoche Mondays for myths and myriads Tuesday for tankas and haikus Wednesday for wit and wakas Thursday are for tales and tercets Fridays are for…
Uncategorized I am 9 Feb 2017 I am the sudden silence that follows after the screech of a car brake. I am the sudden stillness after the stop of a heartbeat I am the sudden silence…