I miss the days when I didn’t notice that I have hooded eyes because it didn’t matter as long as I could watch my favourite shows. I genuinely miss those days when I didn’t know that my stomach folds when I sit. I never even knew that “insecurity” was a word. I doubt if I could even spell it corr...Read more

I am tired of the rules of the world, There are many do’s and don't. They keep on saying be kind to yourself, But leave you restless with the things that you should be doing. Despite knowing that these rules don't affect everyone, But I can't stop thinking about them, They are the thief of my tim...Read more

Who are you? When I was asked that question, I quickly stated my name. But she smiled and asked the same question again, I was about to answer the same thing again, but I was stuck, That's when I realized its depth. Who am I? Apart from the name that I barely use, Because I can't even call myself...Read more

Its almost Halloween, Where costumes matter the most. In ancient history— It's said that scary costumes used to ward off spirits and monsters, But I have been wearing this costume for more than I can remember, The long face I currently have, The silence that keeps me away from the world. All becau...Read more

How I Define Love Love is natural— Like the sun that rises each day and sets each evening, like the way our eyes open each morning, Like the earth that glows as it drinks the water from the sky. Love is patient— Like a couple who grow old together and reach their diamond anniversary, Lik...Read more

I am a poet, At least that's what I tell myself. My poems struggle more than I do, It's wrestling to reach the right audience, But it is always the loser. Maybe it's all my fault, My voice is unclear, My friends tell me my poems sound too white based, Alas to white people it's just somewhere in th...Read more

I believe deep down, Everybody is a poet, Because we all have emotions. Some poets are very eloquent, Some of us are just the best at writing, But other poets just stay with their own thoughts, Not able to explain but clearly knowing how beautiful their piece is, Because it's really what they fe...Read more

I yearn to be loved, Yet deep down, I believe no one could love me — And maybe I don’t even love myself. I yearn for someone to believe in me, But I don’t even believe in myself. I yearn for a friendship that lasts, Yet I distance myself, Believing it’s too good to be true. I yearn fo...Read more

I thought insomnia was surreal, I used to laugh about it, Not knowing I was only myopic, but I never imagined that I could also be a victim. Time turned itself inside out, And I was a ghost at a familiar table, Seating there alone, My mind being static, But time never stopped. Like a million othe...Read more