Love is an abstract noun

Noun. Abstract. That which cannot be touched.
28 July 2022

Untold

They say I'm a new person everyday
28 July 2022

Borderline

The world underwater which I can never see from up here, the world in mid-sky.
28 July 2022
28 July 2022

Product Placement Gone Wrong

"But that's not McDonald's. It's MacDonwald's. Must be a knock-off."
28 July 2022

Only The Vultures

“I’m not ready for a world without you, Sabrina,” Fatima sobbed as she held her sister’s hands trembling in debility and fear.
28 July 2022

TWO POEMS

Hope is the raging fire of Elysium.
28 July 2022

A Marked Grave

“Where the hell is Manzur?” Taher crouched near a slight bend, peeking over some dying shrubbery. “I said high noon.”
28 July 2022

When the Silence Speaks

When the silence speaks  At the dead of these summer nights,  It narrates me tales of brave knights
21 July 2022

Only If They Knew 

They’re not ready for the truth, they won’t understand. Even if I explain the whole thing to them, they won’t. No matter how I explain why I did what I did, they’ll never get it.
21 July 2022

Out of time

Just a couple pages till the end. Just a matter of thirty minutes.
14 July 2022

Melancholy

The winter has seized my heart, I can only hear the silence around me now!
7 July 2022

Good Nights

The day had not yet begun, the security light not yet put out.
7 July 2022

A Room in the Corner

Why did she whisper? She isn’t the whispering kind. Nargis can’t remember the last time she heard Rakib Bhai’s wife whisper.
30 June 2022

I Exist in Small Spaces

i exist in the smallest of spaces in the underside of a bed a corner of a balcony
23 June 2022

EVERY TIME IT RAINS

Every time it rains, I am reminded of the story that started but never really had a proper ending.
23 June 2022

The Second Species

A hundred years ago humans welcomed a new species of their kind, Homo debilis-sagax.
16 June 2022

Putrescine

With each slap, each scream and each punch to the stomach in the bathroom stalls, he learnt the way of the human species.
9 June 2022

The Perfect Storm

She is art I have no capacity to behold.
2 June 2022

Eurocentric Standards drilled into a Brown Child’s Head

Throughout my not so long life, I’ve always wanted to be called beautiful.
2 June 2022