If death is what takes a man to prove sincerity, Then let death complete the journey. For loving is not a punishment, but an art. A work of end that preserves one's love. *inspired by Emeralds // LETTS*...Read more

Cherish the moment, This time that was kindly lent. For you, it was meant. #kurhyme...Read more

Like Browning, I ask 'How do I love thee?' I love thee as I once did myself, Asking happiness for me. Now I ask it only for thee. I ask it of the sun that goes down And the pale morning light That relieves me of my dream-ridden night; I ask it of the dawn chorus that it may herald for yo...Read more

and suddenly, every song is about you. (*monostich*)...Read more

Heavenly sun, source of *euphoria*, and yet, a *pain* to look at. A paradox of light that, without caution, could make you blind. Just like the sun, she’s behind my smiles, but to look at her feels painful and undeserved. My chest would tighten; every glance ticked louder just like a bomb, about to...Read more

a wilting leaf- once green and lively, now brown and brittle- *chose to stay*, **waiting for the sun** to feel like love again. every day, I wait here in the same deep shade, **watching for a sign** —a sliver, a glance, any proof. the sun must sense this. But the sun has its nature: it is not for ...Read more

your hair—gently swept by the wind that met your gaze. *witnessed and breathless*....Read more

to hope is to wait; to move is to be freed. and so, if you let it pass, again and again, you'll be jailed, and there's no end. set yourself free—time won't, only you can. ...Read more

I will remain locked inside the cage I built for when I dropped a rod, I lost sight of *the* key, too. ...Read more