The melody of the city Oh London, I was dreaming about you again. I woke up disoriented, homesick for your foreign magic, your crowded streets and your Victorian architecture. Yearning for your bittersweet taste & the sweet, cool smell of your early mornings. I’m craving for your sights to touch my eyes again. I want … Continue reading London, my beloved
I didn’t realise how far gone I was, how I lost myself, until I found little pieces of myself back again in places I hadn’t been for a long time. I found parts in the mirror on my wardrobe, in lyrics of the songs that I once wrote, in the laughter of my family and … Continue reading L.o.s.t.m.y.s.e.l.f. #Thoughts
my dreams were big. i gave my all, but i gave way too much. i ignored my intuition and acted out of reason. something i should never do again. so i guess this situation i got trapped in is the result of not listening to my heart. i’m so sorry to myself. these high hopes … Continue reading Twist of faith #Thoughts
y o u o n l y w a n t t o s e e m e i n t h e d a r k wh er e y ou r ey es can’ t s ee m e Continue reading don’t you?
it both chokes me and frees me, haunts me and inspires me, breaks me and heals me, leaves a bittersweet aftertaste in the corners of my mouth. the night holds my heart in the way you used to hold this damaged organ. i remember how you held my hand, unwillingly to let go, while strolling … Continue reading melancholia #thoughts
maybe i will always wander, perhaps i will never find a physical place to call home. maybe i won’t settle for anything or anyone in his world. and perhaps this is, all because i know. this life has so much to offer and i don’t want to miss a single part of it. i don’t … Continue reading a little bit of magic. #Poem
How hard I tried, to blend in Our colours continued to clash I tried to adjust the contrast, the saturation and the colour-depth But in the end, all that was left, was a shade that had decayed, that has lost its brightness, while trying to match Continue reading Colours #LittlePoetry #28