You seemed so far away now
Did something happen?
The distance between us
Continued to grow farther apart
Was it me? Did I do something?
That question was on rerun
But it couldn't outrun the gap
Why are you leaving me?
Please don't go, don't leave
Stop the hole that is growing
A mind racing a thousand miles
But can't cover the bridge between us
You seemed so far away now
You're too far from me
Please stop
I can't
See
You
Any-

dry wind
slaps me awake
a reminder to my consciousness
of breathing lungs
of pumping blood

i look around
its all the same
a city, a crowd, a group,
of people smiling, laughing, crying,
of faces unfamiliar

some smile at me
and some wave
some glance, some stare.
some walk up to me, ask my name
i make them laugh , laugh myself.
Another encounter -- my heart flutters
just to break
when they ask my name again

fervor connections,
ardor bonds,
once eternal, now lost
beyond the moon
behind the sun
i envy the stars, i envy them.
every night, i beg and plead
to let me be a part of them
still they refuse,
a harsh tone.

where do i belong
if not the sky or the earth?

Why do I feel like I do not belong when I know I do
Why do I feel low when all I ever dreamt is of sky
Why do I why do I why do I

Can you hold my hand and end my despair
Can you tell me what I deserve when I clearly don’t understand

I’m a mess sinking down in all of this distress
Nowhere to go no one to call I came so far away searching for my happiness gone
Show me some mercy for I can’t catch a break
For every love I got turned out fake
For every soul I saved, I’ve not been repaid

Why do I feel like I deserve it all when I know I don’t
Why do I feel controlled when all I ever dreamt is to be uncontrolled
Why do I why do I why do I

Can you show me the way out of my misery
Can you find me the peace which I am not able to

I’m a chaos finding an order for which only lord knows might be my agony
Having a brainstorm I find myself in a collapse
I got no one to blame for I know I’m my worst enemy

Here I stand with my sorrow with my aching
Hoping for a way out, looking for an end of it

She kissed
With such fervor
As though she didn't
Just wanted to be love
But to be heard, to be felt
She kissed so much
Like she wanted
To tell her life story
Of her pain, her loneliness
All through her lips
As though words weren't enough
And I listened to her
That her story was safe
That every emotion is here
Locked between our lips

They never noticed
when she stopped waving back—
how her laughter faded
like music from a passing car,
how her shoes stayed clean
for weeks.

once, she chased rain
to the edge of the river,
barefoot, out of breath,
her shadow chasing behind.
they called her wild—
too alive to sit still.

but stillness came.
not with a scream,
just silence,
growing louder by the day.

no one asked
why her side of the bed
was always made.
why she didn’t hum anymore.
as long as she smiled
and passed her tests,
they assumed she was fine.

when they looked for her,
the water led the way—
not the current,
but the quiet reflection
she once stared into
a little too long.

when they found her,
she looked almost asleep.
hair spread out like grass,
hands still.
no bruises—
at least,
not the kind they talk about.

maybe
she just wanted to know
what peace feels like
underneath it all

Wind, sky, clouds, and the city;
the only things I have left.
Every day, I sit on the same bench,
wondering why it all happened.

I gaze into the distance,
as if I were still searching for you.
Yet deep inside, I know
that even if I ran there,
I would never find you.

Forever staring at your faint smile,
behind which true sadness hid;
I understood you only when you gave up,
and then disappeared forever…

The cold wind
pinches my cheeks and blows my hair.
But I sit, staring,
lost in thought.

Wind, sky, clouds, and the city;
only you are missing here.
I close my eyes for a moment,
to forget the cruel reality.

I remember those days, all the time spent with you,
and I thank you silently
for helping me become a better person in the end…

A gaze from out the darkness,
a shadow person of the Imaginary:
This is here; this is now.

I don't like people, they scare me. . .
too much. They're shadow people
of the Imaginary, given freewill.

I could see the shadows by myself,
And they can't see me; but these people
Their eyes are imbued with scrutiny,

I know I can't see it, but I know it's there
By their seeing me. Are you blind?

And maybe the world doesn't care about me,
But this doesn't make me feel free.

It means the only one caring, is me.
And I'm the nothing at the heart of everything.

And if I'm the only one in the universe
Who does - that is a cosmic horror,

Because the universe is my cradle,
And I'm it.