I have over analysed
every conversation we ever had,
Dwelled on every gesture you made,
Every minute expression in your eyes,
Even the slightest smirk on you lips,
I have replayed them in my mind a million times,
And I still can't conclude.
What do you mean to me ?
Who am I to you ?
All I know is that I love every bit of you
And you, me
And I can live with this even if this is all we are ever going to have

"do you love me?" i asked with utmost uncertainty
he looked at me as he said, "sometimes."
unsettled, unsecured and in limbo, "no guarantee."
he repeated, "no guarantee... at all times."

curiously examines the corner
as she searches for shadows
cast against the black abyss
of her sleeping mind
when the lights come on
she hides in the cracks
waiting, waiting to awaken
from the dreamstate that
some call life

So many people frustrated
and locked in. No income.
They don’t know what to do where to begin!
Now it’s the time to read a book
What’s inside you , take a look
Write down what and how you feel
Gives one a great relief and can save a soul.

Shell ✨🐚

Moon sailor, you watch pensively,
Hoping to catch sight of the evening moon
Lost at sea, your heart searches
for a lighthouse to guide you back home,
But clouds wash out your bones
As you make your abode in the sky....

....Dreaming

Rose tears cover the sky
a blanket of snow rests on the surface
and the sun hides behind blushing clouds
morning comes waving letters
written by golden moments
infused with memories of the past
and comes hope,

disguised as an uncertain future

I sit on the edge of uncertainty
Confused about the world
And about my place in it
Questioning all that I once knew to be true

I feel like I am going to fall off
Fall off the edge of a cliff
Except that this is not a cliff
This is the end of the road and nothing in the abyss

The road ahead is blurred
I do not see anything in my future
I only see something when I turn back
What I see is a road that I was never sure of

I am not alone on the edge, but I feel alone
Because others cannot understand
They seem so full of hope, unlike me
Maybe they see something in the abyss

It is their abyss
Not mine
I am stuck on the edge
I live in my own age of uncertainty