To The Suicidal
Day Eleven To the Suicider And the Suicided Who endured till the last minute Till the cup of hope tipped over Pouring through the sandy floor Never to be picked up again “Kaka ke ku maje sese” kind of a thing I’ve been wondering What…
When Love Happens
#LoveWednesday Is it possible to stop thinking about you? Is it possible to totally forget you? Is it possible to get you out of my mind? Like, be immune to the sweetness you command Cos the way you fill my thought is quite enormous Not…
