She thinks herself uncreative. Like she has no original bone in her body. She thinks herself as not being able to think outside the box. She fears not being able to break away from the mediocrity. But, there’s spark in these wee lad.  There’s an…

they could call me schizophrenic for the ways i am keeping myself alive i stopped being human at two in the morning my voice grew hoarse from talking myself awake instead of counting sheep i send them to the slaughter instead of night sweats i…

I found everything when I found your foot imprint I found my destination, whole point of existence The hidden pain manifested, I became aware of my heart Now what can I say, what I GAINED from you

Still in my senses But what to say I remember some Of it Forgot some.. The intensity of agonies What to say I remember some Of it Forgot some

Night is silent And moon is intoxicating Wind is singing silent songs Earth is singing with it And heaven is listening … Night is cold With a warm embrace, strangely Cosmos is scented And swaying with all Love is ardent in garden Of my heart..

All is silent at midnight, And dim is the light, In the absence of inspiration, Can there be any resolution, And an end in sight?

…and the story in her eyes. recondite as eternity, ineluctable as fate; a congeries of the unsaid – then there is her smile….

I woke to the smell of burning. The scent wafting through my hazy sleep riddled mind, pulling me from the land of dreams into the cold reality of the early morning. I woke to the smell of burning. Escaping from the nest of sheets my…

Coworkers, relatives, perfect strangers; they say I remind them of Po, the Kung fu panda. If it were because I was asian then I probably would think that these people were just a hair on the racist side. Yet, that doesn’t seem to be the…

Inner strength needed Not one to be defeated Deep rooted and deep seeded