your murmur is the background noise,
as I get lost away to city of stars,
and I dream of falling in love,
a garden of daffodils and sky so violet
your whining is the green screen,
where I paint the dreams of my life.
your life is nothing more than vague stain,
I dream rather more vividly.

peach, crimson, lilac, honey,
when the sun shines,
every colour disintegrates on your face,
I become a mirror for you,
I can read your face so clear.
your brown eyes tinged with a twinkle,
I can see your dreams so clear.

and when you smile so radiant,
I swear, we are infinite.

One by one the words find a home in my heart,
As you sing this melody ,
Beautiful, simple but different.

Words without letters,
Cut out figures stand alone
Like I am in the middle of a fever dream

Melancholy, melody, innocence
Prophecy laid out by an antagonist
As she sings her song, but what do we really detest?

when she sings, the stars twinkle in the night sky,
the intense loneliness we feel
that only sunlight the day after can heal.

I am floating in oblivion
Bubbles of self doubt,
Black hair sinking,
Dissolving in chlorine water
As we kiss to make bubbles of laughter

As we swim across this endless summer
Seeking possibilities, adventures,
While we dive in pool of mistrust.

You go away while I pull you closer
These few seconds I save
I write a poem about you to pave
Instead of telling you
Maybe, maybe I do love you?

Till I am behind time
And I wake up to dreaming
Maybe I do like swimming.

liability.

I see the red light
From my building rooftop
As my mother does everything alright
The liability murmurs
Some depressing news
To add to the chorus
Forgetting that she is already
Depressed,
A kid dying of electricity,
Wouldn’t make her less of liability,
There’s lack of empathy,
Imaginative scenarios,
Understanding you’re
The liability.
She is really over up
Starting the day with a smile,
Maybe that is what up to her.
The liability screeches,
But never fails to dominate.



Her response is always no,
Only if she could know,
The liability is not guilty,
Lack of empathy,
From her troubled past,
Maybe if she gets tired of pretending that at last
(chuckles)
In the home,
Small secluded
Deluded,
We laugh avoiding,
Nothing is gonna be alright,
The liability
I blame,
Does not make me any less same.
I write this poem
Out of sadness
As, internalized
Don’t know how to
Respond to emotions
Will keep writing
When everything still burns
Instead of taking accountability.