I am the war she talks about

We don’t talk about our dark days. Of all earth’s lush night plant life, you choose to call the girl with war in her mouth and bullets for dialect by a flower’s name. I am your love language with petals…
We don’t talk about our dark days. Of all earth’s lush night plant life, you choose to call the girl with war in her mouth and bullets for dialect by a flower’s name. I am your love language with petals…
Say her name Burned to death for speaking out Placing seeds of doubt Telling it like it is Say her name Burned alive for speaking her mind She lives among you The silenced and ostracised We decry the burning of…
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…
He decided to write her…. Dear Sweets, I never thought the time we shared could be so little, yet your image is still vivid in my mind. Sometimes I tried to think all was a dream, thinking you’re a goddess…
I went to the waters, Salty myself, Saw a line, Between the seas and heavens, And thought to myself- Maybe, maybe That is where we stood apart Here’s to the branches That held us, And to the prime number That…
How beautiful would it be, If you remember, That I don’t like milk in my tea. And that my favorite poem Is Donne’s ” The Flea”. And that my whole being has been shaped By my living by the sea.…
Abid swerved into the driveway, putting the car into park. Now for any other day, his brother Jaber would have taken it easy knowing that he can trust his brother’s driving. Today, it was different. Jaber knew that his brother…
The world is despicable, Yet the mind is cruel. Pain comes from the mind, Cruel thoughts come from the mind And with that Scars are formed. Scars of any kind; Visible or invisible, Done or in the making. I am…
With a heart heavier than the dress she wore that day, she walked up to the beautifully adorned stage that awaited to glow as she took the seat that was meant for her. ‘Smile. It’s your big day!’, her closest…
The narrow door opens As the wide door shuts. No portal is accessible For wanted success. Toil, as you might, Research, yearn, sweat, All spent in futility. Mother’s words, Father’s example, Teacher’s lesson, All for naught. In the end, Luck…