There are pastels and acrylics, Water colours and oils. For every empty canvas, An opportunity to vibrantly portray emotional torment at its extremes. Every stain, a physical representation of the internalised screams. While each slope symbolises instability, And varying shades of a single colour attempts to depict the blurred line between nightmares and reality. It …
All You Had To Do Was Love Me.
I heard people talk Down the hallways, on the sidewalk. The whispers got louder, I heard them too. It shouldn’t have mattered how much it hurt you Because it hurt me a thousand times more. If only you asked me just once, it would have been something you knew. All you had to do was …
I Need You.
It’s Wednesday night and I need you Not in the way that husbands need their wives Or in the way that a pilot needs his air crew I need you to make sure I stay alive. While you lay your lips on mine After a few glasses of chocolate flavoured wine I need you to …
I’m Sorry.
I’m sorry for the nights that you lay, Awake for hours on end with your mind restless. Soaked in perspiration, feeling uncomfortable in your wetness, I’m sorry that I walked away. I’m sorry for the lies, I know it sounds cliché, But it’s not you it’s me, I had no true insight. I let hate …
Answer Me.
Can a bird fly without its wings? Or can a kangaroo hop without its feet? When a duck loses its beak, be watchful of the nonsense it brings. Like you’d expect a guard dog without its senses to always result in defeat. What good is a great eagle with poor visuals? What importance is a …
I Write Poetry.
I lie in bed and write poetry all day It’s a secret, don’t tell anyone, don’t let word stray. Sometimes it’s my reality and other times, it’s my deepest fears But I can’t confess to my forbidden lover really existing or ever wanting to drown in my own bucket of tears. Please don’t ask me …
Will You Remember?
Will you remember the smile across her face in the midst of adversities? The curve of her lips, Not half as wide as the curve on those hips. The sad wrinkles at the corners of those eyes, How special it must have felt knowing only you knew that these were all lies. Will you recall …
PSA: November.
Hey lovies! Can you believe it's November already? Because I can't. Time really flies when you're living your best life haha. A few years ago, my mum popped out a beautiful girl who was destined for greatness and I bet she thanks God everyday for choosing her to conceive such a gem. If you haven't …