Catch up with me
if you want us to stay together.
I don’t believe in waiting
for whoever or whatever.
Catch up with me
if you want us to stay together.
I don’t believe in waiting
for whoever or whatever.
Turn into a baby again.
Roll over your torso.
When did we grow up?
What was the need to do so?
I met a man who was in dire need of love.
He appeared to be harmful.
Everyone told me he has ill intentions.
Since he seemed untrustworthy and disloyal,
they warned me and asked me to be careful.
O Mother! Don’t say that
you will separate
and live apart
from any sign of this world.
One can’t write unless one feels. Though I feel something almost everyday, yet there are some days when my mind is void of all. There is a numbness that I feel all over me, inside and outside. At such a time, I crave for a muse and reminisce the loss of many muses in the past who played a beautiful role in shaping variant parts of me.
I am in a fright towards who I was in the past. Everyone and everything could affect me. I used to cry silently. I was bullied and laughed at by all the people of my age in the primary and secondary classes without any fault of mine. This experience transformed me into a premature person. Hence, now I can also connect, reciprocate and communicate with the ones who understand the patterns of life.
The fragrance of the thoughts
flows through the ink on the letter.
The season has returned already.
Love is in the air.
“You won’t be able to do it”,
“It will become so tough for you”,
“There, you will never be able to fit.”
They’ll repeatedly tell you.
I don’t know if really
there exists a second world.
I believe that around each other
our past lives might use to swirl.
Dreams are known strangers. Sometimes, you drive them and at the other times, they drive you. Sometimes, the steering rides out of control. At times, they make you question the moralistic values you hold.