Shadows

How do you manage to keep goingwithout the urge to throw yourselfaway?How does it feel like hearing everythingbut your own heart?Does it really get better with time?Do layers of skin mange to cover it all? Tell me how you escaped the pitof rusty flowers decoratinghumnae need of art,Is there a way to escape your shadow?Have… Continue reading Shadows

Before present

Long before the presentthere was a boy named humanity.He lived in dense vegetationof Africa and decided to explore the land.With the little language knew,On his way to Eurasiafound a collection of wordscalled dictionary.To his surprisethere were many sentencescarved out with wordsFloating in the white background.He was stuck at the first pagewhich read:1. Famine (noun)     Absence… Continue reading Before present

A lot

You try to hide your womenin thin threads of colourcastand religion.You hide thembehind the shatteredceilings of your sin.And you tell them“It’s for your protection”. You stop womenfrom going out,meeting people,and cover thethick khol of their eyesand you tell them“this is because I love you”. You beat your womenfor having a voice,a right,an opinion,revolutionary sight.and you… Continue reading A lot

Poems and women

If my poems were womenthey will love you tillone of us is out of blood,will make flowers out of your fleshand bury the remnants in the mud.They will drag you to the top of hillsand dare you jump off without second thoughtthere must be moments of pretty love but wild hearts is all that I… Continue reading Poems and women