Poetry

I Will Stop Loving You

  When the sun doesn’t shine And dreams are no longer mine When hopes run out And volcanoes no longer shout When all the oceans become dry And you count all the stars in the sky When all the trees’ leaves wither And the earth…

Poetry

Unkn(own)

I’ve been to far off places, Not one of them were as queer as you. You’re like a strategy dug so deep, I sense sadness when I hold you Melancholy, at the rim of your throat; Like a place I’ve not known. The words pouring…

Prose

Nostalgia

We all ran the corridors together to make sure we were always ahead of the headmaster. If one did get caught, we all took the blame being ready to be held accountable for every one’s mistakes. This unity is something I was willing to give…

Prose

To My Brother In Heaven

Dear Brother, Some may say it is unwise of me to write a letter to you when you are somewhere this letter cannot reach, but there are things I want to tell you, show you and talk to you about. Life has never been an…

Poetry

Forever Young

My heart is forever young  A divine hymn to be sung I love everyone and always forgive As twice as I take, I always give I try to be nice as possible as I can Of peace and love I am a great fan Life…

Love, Prose

Love Song #777

for Maria Your favourite colour is purple and mine is blue and how’s this for romanticism but combined they resemble the shade of a pretty majestic bruise. Before I met you, I’ve seen sunsets merely going through the motions, a wash of luminescent hues rooted…

Poetry

Maybe One Day

Maybe one day you’ll realise, How it was to see you leaving. In cloudy weather and shattered skies, I couldn’t feel myself wiping those damp eyes.   I noticed myself missing you, At late night wanting to listen to you I couldn’t help bringing this…

Poetry

A Lost Lover

I have a lost lover, Who loved me with himself Now loves me with his illusionary presence I have a lost lover, Who  stared at me with his own eyes Now stares at me through the moon I have a lost lover, Who caressed my…

Poetry

Stains of Blood

Paint me with ignorance, Because I love that pain I get. I’m addicted to it as much, As I am addicted to you. You’re always forgiven.   Paint me with hatred, And I would still look, Into those brown eyes, Which are those like pools…

Life, Love, Poetry

Lost in the Light

The windows never concealed the openness unless it was tinted, The thoughts never disappeared until it was painted. Painted with the love that was once forbidden to this lost soul, Stranded in the darkness despite the lightness that lay beneath his heart.   Standing there,…