“Burrito” I’m so cold. Wrap me like a burrito? Add more blankets, please? Until I’m barely visible. Can you come and lay on me? Oh! Just one more thing!   Little, silly moments like these are my favourites. They’re the small gestures to show your…

“Come, let us take a drink and go to bed.” * Must we fight till we are dead? No recrimination, nor bitter tears, Or prejudices over the years, This illogical sum of all our fears The day is done, and so must we.   Tomorrow…

In this Universe, there exists but one truth, though it does come in different forms. Death and Rebirth- what is created, must be destroyed. To make way for the new and yet, a trace of true self exists within the false self. A part of…

CONTENT WARING: mental health, incarceration     BUT DON’T CALL IT MASKING TAPE   right up front for the brutal truth there’s only one difference between prison and the psych ward and it’s the cafeteria offerings the slunking whispers are the same the blank bright…

Is it too much to ask from you? When I say just listen? I have something to say and it’s important for you to listen Is it too much to ask from you? When I say just listen? Your sarcastic replies to a simple request…

Be it morning time When sun does rise Across the golden plains And ducks and doves and hawk alike Take flight unto the sky Just be still, and listen Or noontime when the lunch bell rings Singing a happy tune Of food to come and…

I talk for hours and fill the time But I want to hear more from you. If I shut up and listen Will you please share what’s on your mind and in your heart? I promise you I’m listening

The Vicious Voila’     Amidst hazel light of candle luminosity, Amongst the array of sordid creations, Mercy entreated, but shall not be shown, Her own predispositions seldom cloned.   She requests a respite from the hand that feeds, Always pleading the case of subservience,…

Just be still and Listen, Quiet… Shhhhhh….. Listen the sounds of silence, Appreciate the stillness in the moment, Breathe in, breathe out, Close your eyes and listen, To your inner-self, What do you say? Can you hear you? No? Just be still and listen, He’s…

The best part … editing I refuse a prompting then I fight with the thing and then I’m still, stopping I listen to the ring in my ears, a bird sings just halting, and hearing all the rhyming it brings and then a brief tussling…