She’s a fragile little thing And the men flock around To catch her if she falls They hold her like a glass That might break anytime But they never see the claws The wicked smile on her lips The glint of fury in her eyes They never know she removes Her innocent mask at night … More Disguise


She is long gone But her presence lingers I smell her in your silken sheets A hint of cinnamon and vanilla And something else I can’t place I hear her laughter when the wind Coax music out of the door chimes I feel her gentle hands Everytime I take out your coffee mugs And rinse … More Indelible

A Futile Waltz

How can it be so banal And yet irresistible This bizarre dance Of uncertainty You and me Taking one step forward And two steps back Back and forth We sway in a rhythm No one else can hear We are waves Kissing the shore Only to retreat Gather our frayed nerves Praying this time It … More A Futile Waltz

A Vignette: Black Saturday

Image source: monk3y.tumblr.com There are a hundred memories I would like to bury but one When you looked at me And saw madness in my eyes And instead of turning away You embraced it wholeheartedly As if you almost understood The demons residing in my soul

Patience, Heart

From the brilliant mind of Nizar Qabbani: Days will pass, and you’ll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality. Stuck at cancelling a dream. But I can wait.