On days
And nights
Tag: Poetry
THIS IS HOW WE DISAPPEAR INTO OURSELVES
Our lips have learn to chew the words
Forcing it to be forever buried in our bellies
FOR THE LOVER THAT’S NOT MINE
This scene of my life reminds me of you. I’m in this room with my friend He’s on the rolling chair beside the bed Legs stretched on the bed Remote on one hand; he’s switching between channels Blunt on the other hand. I’m laying slantly on the bed Laptop on my hand As I prepare…
APOLOGIES
Hi,
I think I’m in love.
No this is not a poem
So apologies for all the poetic rules I’ll break to write this.
SOME NIGHTS YOU DANCE WITH TEARS IN YOUR EYES
Hush baby,
Hush!
I see you.