Falling in love is as
beautiful as watching
the sun shining on the rain
in Spring
An ineffable yearning,
Is serendipity,
A blissful sorrow,
Is not lucid.

Falling in love is  
picking shards of
broken glass knowing
you'll bleed,
Is a veritable tornado,
The eye of a hurricane
flattening everything in
it's path
And it doesn't abate


It's roller-coaster you must ride

Only to throw up after.

there are hidden constellations in your skin
Andromeda shines in the curve of your wrists
while Ursa Major and Ursa Minor dance in the shadows of your eyelashes

love is quirky
for i'm attracted to you
like flies to ****

you were a stranger to me
i didnt want to know you
i didnt want to understand you
i kept running away from you
one day i succeeded
chains off
i was happy
but
all roads led me to your grave
i realised my mistake
but i am a whole new person
i cant resurrect you
i should have loved you
i should have cared
alas you are dead and gone
six feet deep
so au revoir what couldve been
from the present to the past

as a child
reality left it's bitterness on our tongues
we craved sweetness
but when we grew up
it became humdrum
we realised our entire life
was in pursuit of that taste

a lady lights a cigarette
glowing red cherry
lips, puffing without
regret
a cigarette, burning
smoking, grey breathing
choking and
tap tap the
falling ashes

it is over with
a definitive flick —
a lady lights a cigarette
she can see her spirit
dancing in the smoke

poetry
it's free therapy

bees without stings
sharks without teeth
bulls without horns
humans without minds

in prison,
bodies are incarcerated
but souls are free