New year, old me ?

Certain places, they just give you a sense of closure, its like there are doors slightly left ajar, and there are loose threads that hang from the heart but the tranquility you crave comes only with silence, with the fading of nonsensical din, because even in the company of many there is an obsecurity to …

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Unwavering waves.

The waves come and go, Underneath your feat. The sand intermingles with your fears, It besmears the surface, But refines the insides. Painting it a weary white, A naked bleakness, Flourishing to become certain hues, Fresh and alive. That is when hands are held, And tears are shed. That is when happiness and misery Is …

Unstable patterns.

By the window, You stand, Engulfed in a sincere trance. Your thoughts, Bearing beauty more profound, Than those eyes can withhold, More profound, Than I can happen to brace. Your eyes, Piercing an unexplored territory inside me, The vast wilderness, Existing between the frail possibility Of our being and not being. Looking through your soul, …

House of Glass

Night fall after night fall, I call out your name, It echoes against my lips, Reverberating in my every breath.   But then it ruptures into this cloak of shivering white that I wear, Depleting into this film of delicate nothingness, Only to be held permanently in these crevices of my pale skin.   I stand, bruised …

Beyond infinity.

I have always known you by your absence. But isn't that what infinity portrays: a profound absence? It is completely limitless and boundless  but that doesn't stop it from being present. Similarly, you might be far away, I might not see you with every dawn that drives the darkness away but that certainly does not …