Great luck, I must have
For your gallery came in view.
There laid a similar face
That at dawn, my mirror drew.

I looked at every nook and cranny,
Even zoomed in the pitted dust.
By hook or crook, as they say
With every measure I must.

I saw no pictures there,
No proof of your presence at all.
Only your name echoed
In antique cups and dusty hall.

Yet I knew it was yours,
My devotion wasn't merely a cue.
Here I gloss at just your name
In this Gallery made for You

Drip
Drip.
No water needed.
You cry in colour now.
Grief mixed with pigment—your palette was pain.

Dear anxiety,

i know you still cling to me
like clockwork, you never fail
to show up,
control my every move,
like a puppet and its master—

pulling the strings

making me look at my life
through a mirror,
yet I'm forever scared—

to lose you—
old friend.

i walk around in a haze,
but you're there to comfort me,
a static noise i can't turn off

old friend—

i can't sleep without you
sleeping beside me,
sending shivers down my spine,

i feel you touching me,
with your cold breath.

i shiver - I'm scared—
of what you do to me.


but i let you stay.

you influence my speech,
put words in my mouth—
that i didn't want to say.

make me stutter,
’cause i can feel you

clawing at the door—

to let you in
when everything seems calm

i always let you back in

i ask you to leave,
but you make me stutter—

You poison me—

and i end up
begging you to stay

you know you're my weakness.

you may burn everything to the ground,
everything i have—
but i can't get rid of you—

i always hear you calling my name
answer it in a heartbeat, old friend—

you understand me and comfort me,
I'm addicted to the feeling of drowning,
with tears running down my face
I'm addicted to the ghost inside of me—

i hate you
but i still let you in

i regret it.

i stopped feeling
and started accepting—
that you're always here,
you're part of me.

It rained today,
The first rain in forever.
It smelled nice;
A great wet sigh of relief

I didn't miss it until today-
When the raw thunder rolled over my back
And down my pinkened cheeks
When the crisp grass softened
And mists poured thickly through the rippling trees
That pulls over the sky like white sheets
Tucking us in to the earth; soft and small and damp and sweet

But maybe tonight, the pattering tap
Will pull me so softly
To sleep

I was crawling, with my swollen leg, towards Her.
She, with a bowl of rice, took me into her arms.
With my puffed belly, I reached the verandah.
My car was waiting for me, with one of its tyres nowhere to be seen.
I looked around for it, worried.
My screams brought Her, running out of the house, to me.
She left me with a four-legged horse in my hands.
She kissed me and wiped away all the Tears.
She said, "My Raja Beta, I thought that Skillful Serpent stung you again."

How hot
Inside how
Much you
Feel not
Like much

There’s a weight on your heart, a storm in your mind,
But every tear that falls, is a step you’ll find.
Don’t let the darkness make you feel small,
Each drop is a step, you’ll rise from it all.
You don’t have to hide what you’re feeling inside,
Those tears aren’t a weakness, they’re a guide.
Every time they fall, they show you the way,
Taking you closer to a brand new day.
Luminous tears, they light your way,
Leading you forward, helping you stay.
Every drop, a step ahead,
Turning pain into strength, like it was said.
Luminous tears, don’t fear the fall,
Each one is a step that will help you stand tall.
When the road feels long, and the night feels cold,
Remember, each tear has a story untold.
They’re not the end, but a sign to believe,
That every heartache will help you achieve.
So let them fall, don’t run from the pain,
Each tear is a promise, breaking the chains.
You’re stronger with every drop you shed,
Every tear’s a step toward what lies ahead.
Luminous tears, they light your way,
Leading you forward, helping you stay.
Every drop, a step ahead,
Turning pain into strength, like it was said.
Luminous tears, don’t fear the fall,
Each one is a step that will help you stand tall.
Every tear you’ve cried, is a mark of your fight,
They’ve painted your path, lighting up the night.
With each drop, you’ve become more than you knew,
Stronger, braver, with a heart that’s true.
The road may be rough, but it’s shaping your soul,
Every tear is a step towards making you whole.
So let them fall, don’t be afraid,
For every tear you shed, a new strength is made.
You’re building the person you’re meant to be,
With every tear, you’re closer to being free.