He talks
I talk
We write words
But I don't think we really communicate.

Cause at the back of my mind
I am alone
And with him
more misunderstood than ever.

He sends me an image
There's no meaning in anything anymore
But what if all I am searching for
is something buildable.

These pieces that he is putting together
Make no sense anymore.
They would have
if I wasn't this damaged.

But that's alright
Cause I have made my peace.
Like a Gypsy Queen I fly from
person to person

in search of the magical portion
that will restore my faith.


There is no one else,
I would talk to rather now.
Sharing words, exchanging thoughts.
Your words comfort me at times.

And yet, I feel alone.
Defeated by my thoughts,
Words that fail me
I have a difficult time,
Understanding them often.
Mostly so, when others speak a language I have a beef with.

In a world that is sexist.
In a world that discriminates.
I demand. I control. I fail.
Respect is earned.

My mind craves intelligence,
Conversations that are beyond the usual.
I don't think normal, cause I ain't so.
In a hustling world, I want to push forward
in any direction, in all directions.
Because some thoughts are defeating, some people disappointing.

I want to raise above them.
With you or without.
There is no one else,
I would talk to rather now.
Because you... don't, just don't
how crazy I am turning out to be.
Or how unafraid we must all be in this beautifully cruel world.


He and me,
We play with words.
Cause that's all we have
to give each other.

We are not lovers,
not even freaking friends.
Just two crazy souls
in love with words instead of people.


Let's take it slow
I say to him
Cause he is messing with my mind.
The push and pull,
the hot and cold.

He is the fire
to my cold existence.
But the pace he wants to run at
is simply not my style.

Call me old fashioned
or plain cautious.
But this girl didn't turn over night
into a woman.

I have my doubts on him,
so I will let him run a while.
Alone. If he returns,
maybe, just maybe 
I will let him walk besides me.


Between the goey chocolate cake
and a few laughs with friends,
I didnt realise how late it was
or how slowly the drizzle had turned
into a downpour.
I was stuck.
It thought it would soon disappear.
But life was about to laugh at my naivety.

I looked around in panic,
My buddy was silent,
Lost in his own concerns,
worried about getting home.
I should have said something, anything.
I didn't.

In my panic, I didn't realise
how lost my other two friends were.
Conversing with each other,
without a care for the weather or their situation.
She smiled. He talked. Vice verse.
They knew it would be only a matter of a few hours.

As soon as the clouds walked away,
so did my buddy.
He could have been my night in shining armour,
but missed an opportunity.
Instead, the couple waited,
held my hand and led me to safety.

As I travelled in the chaos,
All I could think of was these two.
Friends. Trust partners. Comfortable allies.
I needed to learn a thing or two
absout life, about love, about friendship.
About being human, about caring, giving and receiving.
About these stupid rains and about having fun.


We are not stupid people,
just people making stupid mistakes.
Stuck on my ex,
stalking him on Facebook.

I finally confessed to my bestie.
She said I needed a
kick up my bum.
But then she understood.

Together we blocked him
from my Facebook,
then Snapchat and Twitter.
I am on my way to recovery.


I often look upon the sky
open, free and infinite
Sometimes I glance upon it,
while looking at big trees
through the spaces
between their leaves.
It's like they are protecting the sun
much like sunblock.

Same goes for the sea.
But it's the chase I like,
the uncertainty whether
the leaves will ever allow you to see
its beauty in its entirety.
We all know the truth.

It's the same with reaching goals.
We always know the truth


I tried and tried, but I could never get over you. Once I knew we were through, I kept my distance. But in a world that's digitally connected, I often cheated and had a look at you. I wanted to know if you still cared. But each time my heart bled and I tortured myself miserably. Days turned into weeks, then into months, Your pictures changed, they showed how happy you were. While I found myself sitting alone, missing you. Move on friends said, and I did. But I always returned to you. Hoping someday you would realise that there was someone still waiting. On good days I feel like a persistent lover, On bad like a beggar. But now I am exhausted by the waiting and the idea of us just doesn't excite. So I packed all your things in a bag and tomorrow I will leave it on your door. Some memories I have still kept, I know someday I will look fondly at them. Never will I look at you again until this love dies away And all that is left inside is Love for me, myself.


I don't say it enough times,
but I know I should.
In this whole wide world,
you understand me like even I don't.

I used to think I was crazy,
but you made me see the good in that.
We scream, we laugh, we dance,
goofy in our own style.

I used to take life too seriously.
Hyper, sensitive, paranoid.
But you keep me sane,
like a magician you got your tricks.

I was seeking security
and running in pursuit of happiness.
But you taught me that
my universe started with me.

I don't say it enough times,
but I know I should.
Probably standing on top of the roof
and when you are sleeping like an angel next to me.

I cannot imagine my life without your sweet smile
and bad eyesight.
Your loud laughter and silly jokes.
I freaking love you so much.
I freaking love you too much.


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