People leave

Little ghosts dangling

And you see the gaps

Muddy footprints and outline bodies

There is a crime

Or maybe I think there is a crime

When a friend

Yanks themselves from your life

And you find yourself

Talking to yourself

Contemplating if they had

Just imaginary

Though I smile, look between the gaps
   and realise even though  
                         every thing seems white.

That there are gaps between every smile,
                         and these hide the true emotion
                                 bleached beneath the white.

But you need to know that there is always
                           shades that never get seen.
Sinking us underneath the waves of smiles,
   that can be like calm waters

As a last moment never washes up on a shore of regrets,
that where obscured beneath
                                     the waves of pearly white waves.

the little gaps between words or the letters between gaps.
they allow for thought, time, breath.

why not live a simpler life?
take all the gaps out of titles and make it one word that means so much more.

taking that gap out gives me the control.
the control to decide what you love, live, believe.

it's one breath im taking back from god. one thing i am gaining back.

a stand against freedom, literature, language.

What does a Prince
have in common with some fake stooge
pretending to be an Asian in Mumbai
but for oxygen
Prince doesn't need a Chia Wallah
and they belong to differing caste
stay below as you've always been
you are not important

Bring it on
I will fight
Let your words loose upon my
Infant heart
Whip and whip again
Gaze at me with your
Estranged lens
Leave me to fend for myself
Let me hurt
Whether or not I shall rise again
I will be the victor
Of my end

My dreadful..
Dreadful
End...

Be gentle
Show me your hand
Be gentle...
Lighten your gaze and
Uncloud your lens
Let me love you
Before the end..

For estranged
With estranged
From estranged

whenever i feel empty,
I try to evaluate myself,
much like how a student evaluates
the questions before skimming for the answers.

fill in the blanks,
the tiny crevices made by sadness,
the cracks and gaps of loneliness;
help me and fill them out with human company.

fill in the blanks;
sheets of paper, empty,
an untouched screen, the faint humming of a computer,
the pens and pencils, neat and free from human activity.

fill them in; draw and draw until your mind begs to stop;
write and write until the words don't make sense;
I've been trying to do so much
just to make sure that gaping hole of pure, slow, and excruciating loneliness and depression gets temporarily covered.

I've been trying to fill in the blanks in my life since day one.
It seems like it'll never work.

And today,
I want to paint
dreams for you.
Dreams painted
between the gaps
of our fingers.
Sipid and Wild.