The Burns Of Campfire

Camping in the woods last night I saw the beauty of fire. The rising flames were a contrast to the cool evening breeze. I made s’mores over the campfire as I downed rum and cola. My head was light and the world looked like a nice place. Morning brought with it a different realization. I…

Sweet Remembrance

“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.” -Chuck Palahniuk


Like a speck of dust in the big world, I am insignificant in the greater scheme of things. The universe is huge and it doesn’t revolve around me. Who would think a fact as clear as that will have to be stated? But we’ve created extravagant scenarios in our little heads where everything affects us…


Like a puff of smoke it rises above in the airAs if floating over life and death, you and meLighter than air it seems as it makes its wayUp to the heavens it leaps in a single bounce Leaving behind emptiness in my lap and your eyes For in this windowless room, right before youMy…

Let’s Go Back

Close your eyes and let these flowers take you back to the days of unadulterated innocence. Let’s go back to the days of unending play and pure giggles. Allow me to take you back to the time we first met. They were days of childish pranks and heartfelt apologies. Let’s transport back to the days…

What Lies Within

What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us. -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hidden In my Eyes

My eyes have a rising storm, hidden behind the calmness of the breezeThere is raging fire in my eyes, hidden behind the icy glareAn expanse of darkness stays in my eyes, hidden behind the fairy lights

Footprints In Sand

I left an impression on his life just like leaving footprints in sand- vivid yet short lived. A slight gust of wind blew me away… -Yamini

Too Much

My lipstick can never be too bold nor my skirt too shortMy walk can never be too slutty nor my smiles too flirtyThe hour can never be too late nor my signals too forward Your eyes can always be too prying and your hands too closeYour thoughts can always be too dirty and your actions…

Time To Reflect

It was a Saturday evening, much like any other weekend. The music was loud, booze was high and my heels ached. I secluded into a corner with a drink in my hand and no thoughts on my mind. Out of nowhere he patted on my shoulder and asked, “Is this the hour of self reflection…