01 Oct

Solitude reminders

Ever so often I want to Silence the world for a day or two and find the answers that reside within me. I realised that solitude served as a tool build me. the craft that I am the craft in progress The art that I am cause arts a process. I write pieces of...
04 Sep

Her skin

What is it about her skin ? Her skin that glistens lightly against the temperamental sun beams the skin that opens minds and makes you visualise the unseen. Like an undiscovered planet that astrologers keep seeking, like the knowledge never heard of that the intellects keep speaking. Come find me, come find me if...
07 Aug

Lost

Don’t close your eyes I don’t want you to miss how you make me feel These days its hard to feel.  Like light feathers that stroke the open sky  Like broken hearts where lost love lies Where do you lie? Cause the room where your body lays has more bodies than meadows of flowers...
10 Jul

Mrs Write: correct the unwritten

We’re too wrong. So wrong that we have tainted the fabric of humanity. I paused to find the stillness so I could look at this reality. Where I could spot every difference in your existence and place your body in a box, your soul in some chains, mind in some locks. Discard the locks...
12 Jun

I. Your. Thoughts.

I don’t know who you think about when you wake up But I hope its me. I hope I travel across your mind and plague it ferociously I want to be the voodoo behind your aura, attractive but indefinable to basic human minds nothing like you and I. I want to be the glow...
15 May

Thought processes

Thought process of thought processes The things unsaid the mind undresses. The touch the scent the thought of you Had me lost on the lines of longitude Resetting an essence like earth I harbour gratitude. To you. A gripping energy I might get lost in Reshape a memory so it won’t be forgotten The...
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