Disasterpiece There is no sin and there is no penance. All she wants is to teach you lessons. There's never too long for her to wait, so worry not, it's never too late. Time exists only if given meaning. The Fate that speaks when you are dreaming, in signs and whispers, sometimes screaming. Open your... Continue Reading →
With the best of intentions, we've been chained. Artists grow up and slowly fade - a world full of colors now mostly grey. Our passion and joy we gladly trade, for money and some accolades. But dollar signs don't validate, and it's still you that you hate. Acceptance seemingly a fairy tale, we decide not... Continue Reading →
In the eyes of my criticism In the eyes of my criticism I cannot stand tall There are whispers to remind me I am not enough In the eyes of my criticism Failure is the mark Where I am found lacking And everyone will know They’ll see me the way I do... Continue Reading →
How much time am I spending on my dreams or my nightmares? How many times did I say can't When can was just right there? How many opinions can you opine So much of your business on the state of my mind I know I'm a cunt-ry of states in divide Where falling is... Continue Reading →
Unbecoming I am tired of the bullshit; I am tired of the lies I am tired of denial; I am tired of fake smiles My head remains unbowed; my back is still not broken I release the veil and the shroud, begin the unbecoming When everyone is winning, I deny defeat You can... Continue Reading →
I Rose, I Roared I am the rose of the universe A destiny of putting her songs to verse I am a bloom and she the stem Her roots feed the beauty I am within I swirl and twirl in this reality Unfurling the beauty you reflect in me The lies and the... Continue Reading →
Catfish When you said I love you Did you know That love was two slices of bread In a make-believe sandwich And that sandwich would become a wall The walls of a prison we built With the meats and cheeses, lettuce, tomato All of the fixings of lies Imagination of what it’s supposed to... Continue Reading →
Picasso was once quoted to say, "Find what you are good at and give it away" So I guess may-be I'll start today Throwing around words in my blasphemous play I don't know what I've got to say Here are some words stuck in my head Write! Write! I command it You can stop when... Continue Reading →
Do you see darkness when you close your eyes? Is it true? Do you see stars in the night sky? Is it you? When I say me and you say you Are we two? When you look in my eyes Do you see me too? Could you be wrong and I am right? Wanna... Continue Reading →
