Welcome to my creative space
Have you ever had so much to say, You settle for silence? Because your hearts is too full, And your thoughts too complex, To relay on to the simple minded. And so, the weight of your words, Rest heavy on your tongue. It’s impossible to lift. Impossible to speak. You are hushed by your own …
Solitude doesn’t ask what’s wrong, She lets me be. She doesn’t reach out, Or hold me when I’m down. When emotions get the better of me, And I’m left in a puddle of my never ending tears, I don’t feel solitude looking at me through pitiful eyes. She doesn’t pat my back like they do …
It’s 2am and my body jolts itself to life. I’ve been drinking, I’ve been smoking, Hoping that these chemicals would numb the pain, Mask the anxiety, Do something other than drive me insane. The fear that I know, Transits through my heavy heart. But today, it’s come to stay. Like a spider in its silky …
Adaptation is your number one enemy, But you would master her. You would learn not to flinch when he raises his hand, Because unlike the previous, these hands descend gently, Not with anger, with love and affection. You would learn that these walls only enclose you, From experiences created for your enjoyment, You would learn …
In time, you would find a man, Whose body familiarises itself with yours, And urges him to wake up, 10 minutes before yours does. A man who crawls out of bed so quietly , Just to fix you breakfast. It's bagels, eggs, avocado and sriracha sauce, You hate 4 out of 4 of those items. …
I had lost my innocence trying to persevere, Misplaced my happiness by choosing to stay, Given up my voice listening to yours. Most of all, I lost my compassion trying to guard my heart. I'm not the same person. A.
I only call you baby in hushed voices. At 2am while twisted up in positions yoga instructors consider dangerous. But none of that matters, because my words of endearment are drowned, By drum and base. Apple music, google play, soundcloud. There’s jacquees and dvsn, The weeknd and my imagination. "Yes baby" Shhh not too loud, …
Close your eyes and count to ten. Is life calmer now than it was then? How long have you suffered? Tell me, since when.. Did you choose to shrink yourself? When did this all begin? The world is full of evil, Darling you are not the first to sin. So lift your head up and …
Please don't touch my soul, Not with those hands, black as coal. As I would relive every single moment, For years on end. And in my poetry, you would see your name, Like it was mine to reinvent. Our memories would stay trapped in my heart , As I am dramatic; an exclamation mark enveloped …
I want to be beautiful. Like roses in a bunch, Like Christopher's during brunch. I want to be soft. Like cashmere against my skin, Like silk moving freely in the wind. I want to be happy. Like children after school, Like carpenters with a new set of tools. I want to be everything. Like you …
