I see myself coming back, Feeling a little bit of myself again, After a phase where I felt lost, And completely helpless all day. There...

I've never been, This level of disinterested, And distracted in my life. To talk to people, Or to fix something, My life in this case,...

When an event occurs in this cosmos, It occurs with utmost planning, Ours and of this unknown yet magical thing, After determining all...

I am, This young person, Who sometimes, Acts like poco loco, But you seem to like that, don't you? Because am I even alive, If I'm not...

It's been raining so much, That everything, every where is slippery, So, of course, I skid, When I step out, After almost a month, And of...

I have made so much space lately, That the heart feels empty, So much so that every word echoes, Off the high boundaries I've built...