Wind Chimes: A Poem

“I found this memory,” She said to the jingling chimes, “Just floating around in my skull Of a time when I was very young, I had this old scarf and my thoughts with me. My fanciful imagination was still alive back then. I can’t seem to remember why I did it, But that incident is…

The Funeral: A Poem

“It’s time to go back to where you came from,” He said as he held my once warm fingers With his ice cold hand. And as the Thunder roared one last time, I decided that I wasn’t coming back. As they dressed my wounds and laid me down, I swore that there would be no…

Not The Happy Ending You Wanted: A Poem

Not to immortalize her memory But to forget her very existence, He confronted every fragment she left Of a supposed happily-ever-after, Because who cares what happens after The last act of a chronicle? We all stopped reading at “The End”, While he began to struggle Underneath the love she rained over him. Because deep down…

First: A Poem

They say you only relish the first bite of your food, Only feel it synthesize within your bloodstream For one evanescent moment. Our entire life is a series of first bites, I believe. We always cherish those initial instants Until they peter out. The first words I uttered, trivial prattles, Were adored and emblazoned in…

Cobwebs: A Poem

“The cerulean waves engulfed the shells, Carried them along on a whimsical journey. The erratic endeavor was entangling With a fickle future and a forgotten history. The shells were stranded in a labyrinth Which had metamorphosed out of the venture. Their memory concealed, sagacity impaired, Their fate had been conjectured.” My mind was flooded by…

Uncovering Treasures: A Story

When she got the call that her estranged father had passed away, she assumed that all he had left her was his vast wealth which she had never really bothered to appreciate because money is not what she wanted from him. As she stepped inside that capacious mansion, she hoped to unearth treasures and half-expected to come out a prosperous woman.

Now I Just Sit in Silence: A Story

The sound of her mellifluous voice reaches deep into my body. I don’t know what it is about her voice. It’s like any other, like every other singer’s melody. But my intense desire to never part with it is surprisingly uncanny. Every day, I come to school too early with the most unfortunate attitude. I…