How Does It Feel?
Disclaimer: The poem has many triggers (depression, anxiety, struggle, etc.). Writing this has been cathartic in a way. It is
You and I – English Ghazal
Say Ghazal, but in English! The thing about being a writer is that the brain comes up with random ideas
That's How it Had to End
Thank you, sweetheart, I whisper my gratitude My lips close to your ears As you lay in a scarlet pool
Baby Steps, Baby
Baby steps, one at a time, she tries to take Wobbling, shaking, and trying not to stumble A hand stretched
Draw the Lines
Boundaries, some say, aren’t good Lines cause differences they claim Free for all is their motto Right to be in
Goodbye, Granny
Oh, granny, all I can do is sigh It’s time to say goodbye .
Winter’s Sorrow
How I wish This heart would ache As the little girl sold Soggy matches in the cold. How I
The Maze of Lines
They lay all around In grey, brown and black. My heart lurched, Making me stumble and gasp. Where do
Little Fingers
The pebbles tickled her tiny feet As she raced across the sand to pick a shell Soft waves rolled over
You Always Said…
Trigger Warning: The poem contains incidents of self-harm ***** When the flowers lay crushed on the ground It was an