Much to Capture: A Poem

Restless fingers tinker with the keyboard, I type in an alphabet and empty the canvas, The idea rests at the tip of my imagination, “There’s so much to see, so much to capture.” The dark days come when the brightness is at an all-time high And the brightness is always, always high. Do you also…

Remedied: A Poem

The sudden birth of grief knocked the breath right out of her. She fell to the cold floor as her knees gave in, And she crawled into a ball on the bathroom floor. The tears escaped, helpless. “Pathetic!” she yelled. “So pathetic.” Contumacious beads of pain Pooled upon the lonely marble, Leaving her isolated and…

Palpability of Pain: A Poem

Winter is the serpent that caressed My hope and decapitated my dreams. I anticipated its arrival regardless, Because despite the agony it entails It makes it easier to hide the mess. Underneath the double, triple layers Of sweaters no one knitted for me And the canvas jackets that hang aimlessly, I carry the palpability of…

Maybe, I Can Fight This…

To be honest, I have no words, no perfect metaphors, nothing… to describe what this awful feeling is. It isn’t an aggressive form of emptiness. It isn’t the darkness trying to consume me. And it most definitely isn’t the definition of life. My Psych teacher says a lot of things. One among them was… ‘Everybody…

I’m a Murderer/Save Me: A Poem

Sins keep piling on Over my guileless body. Where did I lose my way And end up taking life after life? I met a stranger and fell in love, But that love felt like a prison. Now, my blood-stained hands remind me Of the carpet of torment I wove myself. Now, my mind is urging…