Letters Of Love

It has been so long since we met. 2 years 5 months and 6 days. I miss how you hugged me tight from behind every time I came to meet you. I miss your warm skin against mine. I miss your voice dissolving in my ears and your scent in my breath. But I don’t…

A Widow’s Eyes

Just yesterday I was wrapped in white silk and today I am encased in black. It is not just the color of my cloak that has changed, my eyes have changed too. Where lay dreams of a life in love, today resides a fire to burn. With flowers in my hands and tears in my…

Maple Leaves

It was the fall of 1998 when days were getting shorter and nights were an endless ocean. I was still a young girl spending my days basking in the sun. My innocent self collected maple leaves and chanted virtues of tolerance, unity and peace. Those were the days of blissful unawareness, until one day I…

Fly Into My Dreams

You fly into my dreams, wake me up with a start and fly right out. It feels like you killed me, brought me back to life and then killed me again!

The Summer Of 2000

To the long lost summer friend, Do you remember the summer of 2000? I was visiting my grandparents like every year but this time it was different, you had moved in next door. Do you remember the first day we met? My brother had kicked the football so hard it ended up in your backyard….

The Ebony In Gold

One day I’ll adorn their ebony wall shelfEncased in antique glassLike a trophy of a long battleThat I won on paper and never in fleshFor I will die fightingAnd with me will die many dreamsOf living till the very endWatching change unfold… One day I’ll adorn their ebony wall shelfEncased in antique glassWith a coating…

Cecelia Knows

“You shouldn’t try to stop everything from happening. Sometimes you’re supposed to feel awkward. Sometimes you’re supposed to be vulnerable in front of people. Sometimes it’s necessary because it’s all part of you getting to the next part of yourself, the next day.” -Cecelia Ahern

Mourning In Red

I remember you told me I look beautiful in red, like a delicate rose. I remember that day when I sent you a picture in a red dress and you came 12 miles just to see me. I remember how happy you were when you asked me out for the first time and I came…

Am I A Writer?

With a pen in hand and thoughts in mind, I plan to make sense of these dancing words. I try to string them together into a masterpiece but I fail. I want to pen my thoughts but I can’t. I want to shout them aloud but my voice falters. I want to write and write…

Quoting Hosseini

“I now know that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, intensely, and without recourse.“ -Khaled Hosseini

Ready To Dissolve

To the one who wants to dissolve, I see you when you try to disappear from the group and walk alone in the rain, hiding away your tears. I hear you when you say you have plans for the weekend but in reality you just curled up in a cocoon trying to find strength to…

Her Last Apology

To the girl who says sorry a bit too much, Don’t apologize for having an opinion and definitely never for sharing it. Your thoughts matter, to you, to me and to many. Don’t say sorry for standing up for yourself and definitely never when you take a stand for someone else. The world needs strong…