I miss you

I miss you  before you’ve even left. I see the writing on the wall in the distinct hue of my own blood, but I swear I don’t remember writing  a message stained “out of love”. My heart in my hands no longer on my sleeve beating, writhing, small screams saying “stop!” As it burns in…

Connection

 WE’RE NOT TALKING MUCH NOW A DAYS DUE TO SOME UNKNOWN REASON. I AM MISSING HIM. AND WISHING SOONER WE’LL TALK LIKE BEFORE.LAST NIGHT I IMMERSED IN THE FEELING WHEN WE FIRST STARTED TALKING…  Words flow for hours into the late night I grow a little tired but it’s all right, for I’m not ready…

Atmospheric

Open these blinds Let me see the moonlight So long I’d find I’ve been hidden from these sights Tonight, awake Bathed inside milky hues I sit, my heart quakes Nevermore reveling in skies of blue Are you out there Beyond the atmosphere watching Stars shout their fanfare As the silver dollar moon sings to me…

Arborglyphs

He left me to love notes carved on the aspens Writing was his passion and his letters long lasting leaving traces of jasmine in the air His family was Punjabi and he wrote his notes in Punjabi I’d find them in the fall and trace the xs with my fingers Sometimes I’d linger hoping to meet…

SYMPTOMS

The weather is calm, the breeze, cold and soothing. I do not flow with it, though, my head feels heavy, the grey blobs, clouds appear to be near, hovering just over my head the occasional drizzles feel like the tears. My pen ceases to write, leaving blots of ink smudged on the paper. As if…