Be Selfish

Be selfish. We weren’t made to love this world Or the people it contains We were born as passengers And we shall soon vacate. We aren’t meant to last a forever; There won’t be a hand You can hold onto When death calls Your soul answers. It’s you And all your flawed pieces.

Not Your Regular Person

I know I’m not a person You can easily understand I see a new ray of light In every little thing I see the world as art With all its messed up tendencies I’ll always put dogs above babies And french fries with ice cream Will forever be my favourite treat No, I’m not your…

The Auto Ride

I look at people passing by everyday whilst I travel in my auto to and back from college. I’ve reserved that time for it, to observe this city and it’s people. There are so many different kinds of people here, worlds apart and yet living side by side. There are people working under direct heat,…

A Cup Of Coffee

I had a cup of coffee today. Fresh beans blended to form an enriching aura. I had it as I sat with my forever wandering thoughts. It wasn’t long until I landed upon a specific island. I was observing the area around me, with white windows draped in blue curtains and the harsh light turning…

Ombre

I see this creature everyday, sometimes it’s right in front of me, other times it’s in my dreams. He has these eyes, innocent and mysterious and when they meet mine, I’m lost. I talk to him, ramble my thoughts on and on, I don’t know if he gets me or is just mesmerised by the…

The Bewitching Soul

When I looked at her under the shimmering light of a chandelier, laughing in all her simplicity with her hair locks brushing her skin, her dress sparkling under the light and her eyes brighter, I understood what she meant when she quoted Coco Chanel and told me ‘Simplicity is the keynote of all true elegance,…

Keeping A Secret

Green roses and red leaves, Painted across a field of blue sea. Pretty hearts with tiny pet peeves, Laughing with a cup of tea. . Walking under water and flying fun, Crazy animals with a lot of guts. Collecting teardrops from the sun, To lighten the lamps in our huts. . Clinging glass and shattering…