She’d studied art. But she hated the writer who wrote the protagonist she loved. She claimed to understand art. But she whined when life dipped that gave her much needed thrust. She herself could be an art. But she was too busy correcting her flaws that made her exclusive. She who was destined to be... Continue Reading →


This place in my head

We've had our encounters.  We've reached to the count that's almost indivisible. We've done damages to each other.  It's now irreversible.  You shout out to the world.  Curse me for being a part of your life. I guess, I won't avoid you anymore.  What if I make you invisible? We'd started off together,  around six... Continue Reading →

A lifetime is often too late

Had he told her the moment he saw her he knew she was his soulmate, she would've been scared, just like she was when he told her that he felt meeting her was a part of his destiny. Had he told her that he knew all her insecurities, lost dreams, and lifelong miseries, she would've... Continue Reading →


She was like one thick, high hitting, sentimental book with jaw-dropping twists and roller-coaster plots hidden within. That people generally would bypass for catchy, easy to understand, perhaps a light-hearted romcom.  That which needed guts to pick up, efforts to shuffle through, and courage to handle. That which when was engaged with was impossible to... Continue Reading →

You in my head

An oasis, a nemesis, there are different aspects of you in my story book. You are but not what I'd hoped. Maybe ten years down the line,  you would come close to be the one I have you in my head. The ‘you’ in my head has a complex interior. So complex that you will... Continue Reading →


Chained her heartbeat into the rhythm of the night, she ponders on her purpose of her thunderous life. A cigarette lit and a teddy wrapped in her arms, she isn't afraid to kill her imaginary king riding horse. It’s been her whole life believing in stars.  Not anymore. She is wiser to believe in any... Continue Reading →

Exchange of Benefits

I’m a welder of thoughts. You’re everything fancy. If we mix, things will go frenzy boom. Sunday morning come dressed up like Halloween. We’ll brew love in the reading room. I’ll shoot you between your heart, Got enough detonation to lift you to Moon. Kaboom! I’ll get fuel to write a few Poetry, And you’ll... Continue Reading →

Well Fed

A pretty cute doll, wrapped in ethnic attire and emotions. Wearing just a little make up and a lot of smiles. Holding hurricane inside her head, she could burst any moment. I wonder: is she well fed of love? I'm afraid if she is.

Pretty Soon

Take you high with me in broken bits. Soaring on altitude as my sanity splits. I drag you out from my mouth like swallowed thread. Spit you out of the window where the clouds spread. Damned this idea could never be defined. And I didn't know you'll be gone in no time. But I'll rise... Continue Reading →


Why I say what I say: Maybe, I mean exactly what I say. Or maybe not. Maybe, I don't want you to know what I don't say. Or maybe, I want you to figure out that there are few unsaid things. Maybe, I'm trying to manipulate you. Maybe, I want you to unnecessarily think about... Continue Reading →

Things of no importance

When I woke up this morning in this new city, I felt nostalgic. As if a part of me was somewhere misplaced. A part that I deliberately left behind. But the truth is, when you decide to move forward, there is always something that you have to leave. I was always aware of that,  but... Continue Reading →


I beg you in my bated breath to let me fix you.  I cannot see such beautiful thing so terribly misaligned.  I'm no master but let me try.  In return I'll let you make a mess of me the way you'd please.  And once you're fixed,  if you're fixed, maybe you can fix me back.


You may be devastated with no hopes, tumbling down toward your doom. I may be depleted, crossing out the corners of my universe, have no metaphoric home. We can still mix and fix our remaining ruins, crack a fire, make some magical shit. No, we won't be normal in this process. We may burn this... Continue Reading →


If I could plug my fingers in your bones, I can make you glow. If we could give us a chance to blend, we can get the energy flow. We've lost opportunities. We've ruined each other time and again. But we haven't run out of love yet. Even if we'll start late, we can always... Continue Reading →


A disputed queen of destruction*  as if she were secretly mating with the hounds. Her eyes penetrated shadows. Her soul was vantablack abound. She chewed her buccal, shunned the appalling swines. Often she suffered but eventually turned out fine. Daunting damsel, she had a lot to offer other than howl, hunt, hurt or hiss. Haunted... Continue Reading →


How often I wish to chop you up, smudge you down, wrap you in a paper towel, and smoke you like weed. Do this once, then repeat. I know the ways one rejoices pain. Extract pleasure out of misery, entertain in ways inhumane. No, I don’t need cocaine. I’m already high. I’m always high. High... Continue Reading →


Lost in the beauty of the night, wild my thoughts are running cold. We’ve had pillow-fight in this room many times before. Now, someone else has held your hands, just like I was told. I would probably leave my bed waiting cold alone for I’m afraid if I fell asleep, since there is a high... Continue Reading →

The Idea of you – III

The idea to pull you out once I’ve pushed you down to be drowned. Fill your lungs with Oxygen, then watch you dry on the ground. So, you would know a near-death experience – exactly how it feels to be in love with you. You may not know how much torment I’ve already gone through... Continue Reading →

King of Hearts

What should I say about me. Lesser is ample. I bet on the last horse. My life-story always a gamble. I deal in codes, words and codewords. I see what's usually not visible. I am a trump card yet to be opened. A king of hearts mostly heartbroken. I converse in verse. I deal with... Continue Reading →


I'm not apt to demonstrate that I care but you would know if I do. This is how I function. You function otherwise, even to the people you shouldn't. I get this part of you. But this is not the thing that keeps us apart. There are many. Don't get me started there. People use... Continue Reading →

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