The lost girl

I hopped down the streets of my city           -like an impromptu dance            To an untuned song I splashed like a drop of paint           -and turned into a mosaic           That sold like a rare masterpiece I posed like a roman sculpture            -unapologetically, flaunting away             Those extra pounds hugging me I celebrated like a true […]

31st Day of the Month

Is it an extended fortune, to witness another sunrise or a grace period to reflect upon how much I could have done from the 1st to the 30th and how much can I do from the 30th to the 31st? Is it a grace period for recovering and preparing mentally for the left over drama  […]

INKtober2016 | Day 10-14 | Pensive

she interlaced her tragedies with the fabric of her gown, she weaved her dysphoric retentions in the tangles of her hair, she sewed her nightmares in the dermis of her skin, she was enlaced in her pensive melancholy. she cosied in the intimate embrace of her sorrows. she was the dark seabed, to where sunlight fails […]

INKtober2016 | Day 7, 8, 9 | Inflammable

On some days, she garners too much fire in her belly that could ignite the phosphorous in her bones. Such is her rage- inflammable She could start a firework- begins to smoke, spits out sparks, flames and drops ash. There are no invitations to witness the spectacular. It is something she does to herself in […]