Echoes of Despair: A Poem

Echoes of despair Inhabit those ephemeral cavities. Every speck of focus Ferrets out perpetual autonomy. Mere whispers make Her hands tremble, And the silence Robs her of the air she breathes. No one sees the tears When she needs them to. All departed survival instincts Amalgamate into cacophony. The monster subsisting Within the margins of…

Blood Bound: A Poem

The Devil mailed me a letter. Funnily enough I had almost given up. I unglued the seal, unfolded the paper, Read the words to a phantom. ‘Forgive me, I had been adjourning this conversation. I realize now what you desire And had you not bared your heart to me I would not have seen your…

Depths: A Poem

Breathe in the salty ocean air And let yourself drown in the quicksand of emotion. Let the oxygen flow through your veins Until your pallid skin has lost all composure. Learn to survive within the confines of your Vainglorious quintessence. Bury your specter under the seabed, Far from all the commotion. Rise a soulless abomination…

Parallels: A Poem

Even in the brightest of skies, One dark cloud manifests itself. Even on the happiest of days, A sinister opus defeats my sense. Even in the freezing winter, I managed to burn myself. Even in the course of my culmination, I breathed life into my essence. – Rubani Kaur Photography Credit: Unknown

The Blue Sky Tag

So my very close friend, Thunder Poet a.k.a. Jaismine, tagged me in one of her posts ‘Most Inconsiderate Jerk….‘ which is in no way what it sounds like. There’s this thing called the Blue Sky Tag which has four basic rules: Thank the person who tagged you Answer the eleven questions given to you Tag…

Pink Was Her Favorite Color: A Poem

Pink was her favorite color, A Barbie doll was her favorite gift, Roller skating was her only passion Until a new life found her floating adrift. She used to wander the streets, fearless, Wear clothes without worrying about showing skin, It didn’t matter if her arms were uncovered Or if she kept falling again and…

Reflecting Change: A Poem

I have seen wonders And not once did I feel wonderful. I have seen beauty at its finest And I have never felt beautiful. I have witnessed hate morph into love But now I’m stuck with the hatred, Because no one becomes the change They want to see in the world. We always assume the…