#edits
I'm (not) stupid,
I am (not) a fool,
I'm (not) only useful to you,
I'll never (not) be useful to anyone.
Feb 28, 2025
Feb 28, 2025 at 8:37 AM UTC
I hunger for attention,
As if each like, view or subscription,
Changed the description of me.
That my worth was tied,
To each follow as hollow as my heart.
Yearning for internet fame,
When my wounds are to blame,
For the despicable state that is me
Saturday, August 11, 2018
9:43 PM
Aug 11, 2018
Aug 11, 2018 at 10:57 PM UTC
An inner page
frayed but full to four edges with marginalised annotations leaving nothing unsaid over the bleeding watermark shouting its insistence that nothing is ever finished only paused pending further inspiration from yet unheard whispers from beyond the perimeters of this captured inner rage.
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 8:58 AM UTC
We were the transient children
windswept youth
marching to break the barrier
between nightness and dawn
whispering immigrant secrets
of our fathers
and mothers
lying on rooftops yelling
arrays of stars
speeding away
racing light
racing racing racing
hearts as we crawled
down fire escapes to
street corners
to proselytize
Amen
Hari Krishna
Namaste
As-Salāmu 'Alaykum
silent God
May 8, 2012
May 8, 2012 at 3:48 AM UTC
I have thought many things of us,
things, which make the sun shine bright,
of things which make the darkest night,
shine brighter than the light of day,
While many months or days or years
may turn the light from bright to tears,
I'll never forget months which felt like years
that light will never go away.
and if to say these things we loose,
or should our love er go away,
and should the very time we choose,
to say goodbye, goodnight, good day,
be the time, at which, that light turns off,
and darkest night not run away,
then let me simply turn the switch,
for that light will never go away.
Time may fade the many parts,
the many stars that lit my heart, and made me feel this way.
but time may never take apart,
the many shades of light in dark,
and time will never shade my heart
that light will never go away.
I hope you see this as I do,
a page by any other name,
for this is not a loves lost note,
nor a declaration of my pain,
this simply is my trust to you,
to show this has not been in vain,
for love has many shapes and forms,
although it seems like just a game,
and while the light we made burns low,
and tired eyes have turned astray,
you should always and forever know.
that light will never go away.
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC