I shed tears with every moment I saw your hand slip I could hear the pieces of my heart break  When I saw the look in your eyes The resolve to not look back To not linger any longer  I can still smell you here She thinks you’ll be back  I don’t know if you … Continue reading Please →

in the wilderness of the desert  in the dust that fills my eyes and my nostrils and fills my mouth too you stand, sing  a beautiful voice calling unto me to guide me? to tell me to turn back, pleading? I can only feel the taste of sand between my teeth as I wade through … Continue reading the desert of lost souls →

I am always on the verge of writing Of writing about you, of the things I ought to have said to you I am always on the verge of speaking my heart out.

How long has it been? Since you left of course. I don’t know, my days have had no meaning I’d told you right, why bother counting? I don’t speak much nowadays Who would I speak to anyway? Or even say(the cats died and left too) I don’t write much either, All my poems reek of … Continue reading If I ever wrote about you →