I don’t have the audacity to be polite, to sit and smile at the gestures I dislike – when you infringe on my space without my consent, nudging me with your elbow, grabbing my hand, my wrist if you will, all to pay a fucking bill. I don’t have the audacity to be patient, toContinue reading “I don’t have the audacity to be polite”
Tag Archives: Poetry
Poem – You are always in my forever
You are always in my forever – and that’s where you’ll stay, eyes wide awake to the sounds of laughter, there in the tiny room, hidden in the never ending passage of my mind. Now my head spins as I lie awake restless, intoxicated by the scented wax burning, my mind numb by the constantContinue reading “Poem – You are always in my forever”
For you…Rohingya
This is no ordinary blog post. There is not a single shot of coffee in this post. This is no highlight reel. There is no aspiration here. There’s nothing perfect here. Just these words. That mean nothing more than what I’m saying. But maybe this would surprise you, because this is not a post aboutContinue reading “For you…Rohingya”
Untitled – A Poem
I miss the days we sat and sipped coffee – in the summer rain. The days when your t-shirt clung to your back on a damp spot, the bitter taste of consequence, the aftermath of bliss. I miss The wooden floor where we ran through dancing around the house, with the large open windows whereContinue reading “Untitled – A Poem”
The Road
Let me tell you about the place where I was found. Let me tell you about this little town, with its quiet streets and vacant shops, where old bicycles collect dust and stand outside, where the only signs of life are these brown trees and its rustling leaves. There beyond the city scope and borderContinue reading “The Road”
Broken Down Palace
I came across a land so desolate and undignified in nature, it saddened me. The way a man beheads a tree bleeding its life into the earth that sorrow befalls the garden, and the insects scramble back into the underground seeking refuge in its dirt. And I watch the sunโs rays through the yellowness ofContinue reading “Broken Down Palace”