My heart was bruised
fell from your pedestal
The red sky bleeds into the indigo sea
A hermit crab
hiding in its shell
dreading for the mermaid song
Tag: sadness
A Broken Home
Wisteria in late spring
Lilac purple like your heart
Falling
Falling
Embroidering the front lawn
You won’t leave now
You can’t
Your heart embedded in our garden
Will rot with my tears
Or burn in the summer sun
A Lost Friend
Just when I thought
all these have passed
tears fell
to prove me wrong
I am left
to carry on living
and celebrating milesones
without you here
You have been trapped
in that moment
which was too soon
to say goodbye
I can’t wrap my arms
around a memory
to be comforted
I can’t bid you farewell
knowingly in my heart
you still live, laugh
and cry
Breakup
Ghost Travel
He left the city
He left her
He left himself with her in that city
since then
He travelled the world
He travelled with her
He travelled in an empty shell with the memory of her
Untied
An effortless collaboration with Ben, do check out his amazing poetry on Instagram Remedy Poems
My words are falling
over your collarbone
like loose strands
dipped in charcoal
bleeding through skin
The things you craved
but now regret
Home is a memory
distant and frostbitten
Abandoned
by turquoise hands
We Met in the Rain
A new collaboration with Jay – The Fragrance Writer
When we were lonely, we met in the rain
We only stood and stared at each other
We shared comfort in misery and pain
And in the raindrops, our tears found cover
Our own silence was louder than the storm
But we found heat in the palms of our hands
You became the jacket to keep me warm
Is this love? My anxiety expands
But you only love me when you’re lonely
You only call me when you are in pain
You no longer call me like you know me
I guess this is the meaning of “betray”
Friend, there’s times and seasons for everything
For both being away and to embrace
The monsoon season gave no covering
When it subsided we both felt out of place
But every time I met your tear-filled gaze
My reflection was nowhere in hiding
My heart sank deep into a hopeless place
I prayed for our friendship never ending
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Stars
I made origami stars
to store them
in a glass jar
like so many memories
we made together
trapped in a fragile heart
When the glass shattered
those memories wandered
in a haunted house
A tragic mind
she sits on the rope day bed
he weaved for her
cinnamon coffee swirls its way
into her fond memory of him
he used to massage her feet
while she was tapping away
to create sad stories from
her tragic mind
day after day
she could not believe
his unwavering love
he was like the floor lamp
giving out a glow to
clothe her in comfort and love
she always kept that
little distance and space
where he was blinded by confusion
he did feel like he was
just part of the furniture
fit for a purpose but
underserving of her love
now she is sitting alone and
writing a tragic poem on
what it should have been
a happy ever after
reality
Sand
The cold coffee is keeping me company
as I sit watching the waves rolling in.
I am tired of the long nights with
an empty spot accentuated by the cool moon light.
All the heartaches exhausted my fractured mind.
My eye sockets are hollow and brittle
disregard the flirtatious breeze.
I don’t know why I am so chained up
by the past like a submissive slave.
When the master has been long gone,
I keep the pain and torture to preserve
pleasure.
I have been through tubes of smudging mascaras.
Drought became my heart’s desire and daily companion.
My ailing body no longer withstands
the changeable seaside weather.
Fine sand finds its way into
the window of my emptiness.
I cannot tell is it a rock or a precious mineral.
The irritaion imitates the pain to give pleasure.
My eyes well up and my soul returns.
Flicker of Thoughts 