As You Turn Away

•July 26, 2017 • 2 Comments

On nights when I can barely keep my eyes closed, my mind just wanders.

Aimlessly.

Sometimes, I think of you. The hows and the whys.

Repeatedly.

Then I realise, no matter how much I overthink, there will never be ‘right’ answers.

Just, empty replies.

Your truths. My truths.

All along, I kept asking the wrong question. So.Who are you when we first met?

Who are you now?

A stranger. Fleeting.Strapped with unknown truths.

There. There.

Fading.

Abstracts. 

•January 6, 2017 • 3 Comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Endless white walls.
Her eyes closing.

Dark stretched canvas.

Without playing a single note.

Blue hues, with drops of rain.

Scratches of red wine.

Etched in the wood work.

Dividing oceans,

Moving deep orange sunsets.

Silence resonating.

Pulse racing.

Into the falling leaves.

Across the echoes of her mind.
Disappearing, quickly.

As she came.

Into the night.

Hers. Alone.

•April 9, 2016 • 3 Comments

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One gaping hole.
Your life. Without her.

Pain. This pain.
Unyielding.
Your life. Unforgiving.

Without her.

Random Playlist.

•March 23, 2016 • 2 Comments

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You close your eyes, trying to drown in silence.
In the darkness of midday.
Everyone gets lost around you.
Mindlessly, on loop.

You blink back those tears. Struggling.
Struggling to breathe.
Piercing summer heat calling you out to play.
Mindlessly, on loop.

You open your mouth, to speak.
Your thoughts drawing a blank canvas.
Blue. Red. Yellow. Green.
Mindlessly, on loop.

She kisses your eyelids. She wipes away your tears. She lovingly caresses your mouth.
Stretch of white sand. Walking along a crowded mall. Sitting on a park bench.
Happily, on loop.

No words. Absolutely no need.
Days, months, years.
Just her, on loop.

About Her

•June 4, 2015 • 1 Comment

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Expectations.

Tears.

Disappointments.

Regrets.

Doubts.

Laughter.

Pancakes.

Rain.

Hugs.

Coldplay.

Travel.

Life.

Tomorrow.

Again.

Seconds Apart.

•April 19, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Falling deeper

Tonight, the questions keep on coming.

Like the rain, drops slowly pouring in to your open window.

You ask, you beg, you pray, you yell, you surrender.

Still, the questions remain unanswered.

With the whys contradicting the hows, each time leaving you more confused than the last.

Stillness of the earth, inviting, keeping you afloat. Repeatedly, you ask.

Where do you go? What do you do?

The faint echoes of silence nudging, depriving, reminding.

And tonight, the questions keep on coming — beating on what’s left of your battle worn heart.

Time is up.

 

Each Turn.

•March 13, 2015 • 8 Comments

Stand here with you

One step forward. Two steps back.
We fight, senseless arguments, we hurl words that can never be taken back.

One step forward. Two steps back.
Hues of red, pink and orange, staring back at us.The world made perfect, just for us.Only for us.

One step forward. Two steps back.
Doubting forever. Endless tears. Cold starless skies. Silent screams.

One step forward. Two steps back.
That first time our lips met. That first time you laughed at something silly I said.That movie we barely saw.

One step forward. Two steps back.
Questions and undaunted fears. You cry. I break. repeatedly.

One step forward. Two steps back.
And then we pause.

 
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