A pretense

6 faces. 8 corners. Sharp edges. Monotone. Compact. Boxed. A box. We are the box. Well… that’s what they say. If I like red and your favourite colour is red, we belong to the same box. If I like dystopian novels and your favourite book happens to be the hunger games, we fit into the…

An Adoption of the End

My letter to you… To the one who needs to see this; It started with a capital letter. A few words later and we were hooked on the sentences of each other. We’ve always been captivated by things that hold endless mystery and countless adventures. We always want to touch things that we’re told not…

The Exacerbation of Boredom

She was drowning in her own depth and her ideas clouded her vision. The lack of creativity exacerbated the boredom that slivered through her aura. The feeling of being surrounded by people but being misunderstood was almost unbearable. The poetry longed to break free from the confines of her mind, but the words were bound…

Right side up

I’m drenched in emotion. I am soaked to the bone. It leaks through my aura and my energy begins to stall. My thoughts cloud my mind, and my vision becomes distorted. I knew what was in front of me and I was aware of what I left behind. Except now the pathway is bent and…

You

You’ve always been eloquent with words. Sometimes you have no control over how they flow. They tumble out and land awkwardly on the blank page. Marking the perfection with imperfect truths. Facts hidden beneath fiction. Feelings shoved in random phrases. Thoughts scattered across letters on the screen. Always ready with a sharpened opinion and a…

Venerate

Her body is not meant to be lined with ideologies, Nor is it meant to be dipped in the sexual slurs by society. They have sunken her bones in concrete misogyny, Naming and shaming her for expressing herself. They spit out judgement in the sunlight, Yet adjure the touch of her form under the stars….