Thoughts Bedded in River Beds

I sit here by the river rocks, watching the water flow in front of me, tracing its way to the bend. I dip my hand slowly in the water and some weeds and fish brush by my skin. As time goes by, I become more and more hypnotised by the beauty and magic of this…

Spring Blooms, Falling Autumn

Hush, love. Listen. Listen to the mild ruffle of leaves as we lie spent on this soft blanket of bougainvillaea, wrapped in each other’s arms as if the rest of the world just ceased to exist. Listen to the birds mildly humming their love songs to each other, or to us, and see how magical…

It Beats Love

“Desolated and scarred; ragged – my heart. No scream or sigh nor quarrels done, You came swiftly and planted a garden of roses with feelings Daisies with dreams Orchids with warmth and Carnations like home. They grew, and grew, and grew, till one day I could no longer see or feel all the rough and…

Letter to the lover who taught me how to love

I see different shapes and sizes and colours of people in love and think to myself, “what a beautiful couple!”, and not, “how can they love each other? They’re so different.” Thank you, for bringing this change in the way I think about love. I now know that love doesn’t happen because of outer beauty…

There’s No Good in Goodbyes

Goodbyes. There’s something about them that makes our hearts well up with so many different emotions. Goodbyes are hard. They tug at your heart and keep twisting it till you feel heavy with all the extra baggage of tears hanging around it. Goodbyes are slow. They keep coming back to our minds even long after…

Blind Collissions

“You happened to me like a collision of two cars on a blind curve. I didn’t see it coming; neither did you. We ran into each other headfirst, not giving the other one enough time to save themselves. As we collided, parts of us left us and I think the strings of my heart got…

Rubies, Blossoms, Homes and all

Beautiful model; laden with rubies, she sits there like a mannequin hard and cold, emotionless. People appreciate her beauty and the glow that the rubies and emeralds bring. Years later, as her modelling career retired, she bought a simple house for herself. It was nothing fancy. and it had no jewels at all. But, it…

Magentas and Blues

“There is a place, away from the chaos of daily life; a peak where a mansion dressed its best magenta meets its long-lost lover, the clear sky and loses itself in the tranquil moments of the dusk, giving out the hues of love and peace.”

Vines and Deceits

“Life grows in places we humans have long abandoned. Places we left after using them for our own good. Chop a tree and tiny plants will sprout there, sever a branch and it shall grow back again. If you actually look at it, Nature is indestructible. No matter how much we handicap it day after…

Suicide is a Choice That Does Not Feel Like One

Would you call me a coward for trying to harm myself if I showed you all the doors that people have closed on my face; Every time that I had someone call my cry for help an act of seeking attention; Every person who turned their backs on me because I was “too much to…