look at me now.

Tuesday, 16 January 2018


She took a glance at me and told me how I look good.
Funny, I just met him. I think it's just how your hair is when you haven't bathe.
I don't look good mum, I'm just fine.



It was the pain in her eyes, that told him otherwise.


Saturday, 13 January 2018


As if dating a ghost; being in love with an imaginary friend only you can see; married to someone who doesn't exist- What is it that you are trying to be so very loyal to when there is nobody else but you?


Thursday, 11 January 2018


I forgot how it was like until now. Perhaps it was you I felt all this while.
I thought the weight was mine until you left and it felt light.


Tuesday, 9 January 2018

if seeing is believing.

That's the thing about people, you believe what you see.
Yet forget what you know.


Monday, 8 January 2018

the home in you.

Tell me, if with me you feel at home.
Because with you, I still do.


what's funnier than 24?

Why do I see you,
in twenty five years time?



If we were to be the lucky ones,
despite the distance, and the time frame
of then, now, soon, to the day we meet again for the first time in so long,
over all the changes, of how much we have grown and learnt so much from,
in all our differences and all that is different,
I am still the same even in this silence, 
while you are who you are to me even with the modifications,
and us, I, you, us, we, still feel what we felt.

What we felt, we still feel,
what we always have had.

Could we be real?