Your body felt hollow and light, out of sync as my fingers tighten and released tension to your neck. At times I was rough times smooth but all was formality because my hand had left you limp and crucified to the wall. Today was different. It was like two leaves dancing with the wind, ItContinueContinue reading “Hello Old Friend”
Category Archives: Short stories & Poems
Beware of the Chameleon in sheep’s wool
Beware of the chameleon wrapped in sheeps wool for he comes with a seductive sleep when nights are lonely. He will be your footrest when your heels are dented with heaviness. When the days are cold, his breathe will gently warm your hands and his eyes will meet yours as the night slips into aContinueContinue reading “Beware of the Chameleon in sheep’s wool”
Art on rooftops
My neck was swaying with the rooftops as my eyes were seduced by the artistic ensembles of colours, shapes and stories. Another one, and another one, there’s another one. Week on week the same sequence, yet it felt unfamiliar. My trance was interrupted as 2 gentlemen with unkempt dressings disturbed the musty air and crossedContinueContinue reading “Art on rooftops”
Reflections/ directions
Reflections, deflections, perceptions, directions, I’m feeling like 6 months is in 3 months which means I’ve missed the last 3 months day dreaming as the end signifies the new beginning, now what? We’ve procrastinated and exasperated the vision we wrote back when spring was stated, We’ve failed and inhaled defeat and exhaled success and in truthContinueContinue reading “Reflections/ directions”
Familiarity…
The couple sitting opposite were cold in their familiarity. He sat beside her, gazing at his ink stained paper through his blocked spectacles, it was black. Her glasses were framed with crimson red which gave a tint of youthfulness to the black and greys she chose to clothe herself in. 5 minutes of silence could’ve persuadedContinueContinue reading “Familiarity…”
Light…
The day the devil forgot his armour he met a warrior, She was clothed in righteousness and cleansed by the blood of the lamb She bore the whole armour, helmet, sword, breastplate, belt, sandals The demon appeared on a train, eyes pierced and transfixed on her He tried to overthrow her stand He presented his cards ofContinueContinue reading “Light…”
The drunk evangelist…
On the central line on the way home from Westfield shopping centre I encountered a man clutching a can of Stella Artois preaching about Jesus. It wasn’t how he had almost stumbled and lost his balance on the way to his seat which was next to mine (ironically I was praying he wouldn’t sit there). ItContinueContinue reading “The drunk evangelist…”
What I saw…
I saw the golden sands weeping as the sun set its dream of a vineyard far beyond the mirage
As i dream….
The morning dawns as though my turning forced the sun its rising Rays settle on the surface of my eyelid…just one, The other is caught in the demise of its youth As i dreamt the frights of yesterday i awakened the skys of tomorrow listening and repeating the faults i dare to revive Alas IContinueContinue reading “As i dream….”
Perfection…..
The lightness of our conversation was the same as the weather Light, warm, full of banter and changed every 5 minutes All in a day we were connected by vines of music, comics, clothes and whatever I laughed, you laughed, I teared, you cried It was nice Then you called me perfect In that momentContinueContinue reading “Perfection…..”
I keep on falling….
Chasing money till my roots grew old without a pass in the shadows Medullar oblingata my breathe has gone stoccata Into the deep where the river stopped flowing Life stopped for me but it continued for you Was I too selfish to protect me from thee or pretend like we never existed between the thickContinueContinue reading “I keep on falling….”
Home……
Home is where we started but my heart left to go home Still longing to be united with the glaze of winter snow To have and to hold, to cherish and the truth was told This temple has grown cold without a heart for comfort Inhaling in nothingness and exhaling a cloud of dust ShouldContinueContinue reading “Home……”