He is blunt and his words are hurtfull I would love to deny them but he is…damn him! right. I walk around pretending conjuring bullshit in my… Read more “The door”
Category: life’s poetry
pondering on life and other emotions
A swimmer
It becomes difficult. At one point it becomes overbearing and you forget so many advices hearing only echoes of your own thoughts feeding the ego searching a… Read more “A swimmer”
I would never…
I would never be like that and then I am. Life a colourful palate with grey background. “I would never…!” I hear you say and laugh, Once… Read more “I would never…”
Me with me
My mind is not at ease There’s something up; A tease. The best or the worst of me What I should be? Nothing. I’m constantly tired and… Read more “Me with me”
Spring
It was just a sniff of the spring air crisp and sweet. My meek heart sensed the fragnance of hope that bloomed under the gentle sun. It… Read more “Spring”
