I see them standing under the sky, Open for the world, Open for conversation, Open for arguments, Open for everything that comes next,...

We’ve come far away, From what we were a year ago, To what we are now, Perhaps surviving, Just because of the other’s existence, When...

Maybe you’ll call me colour blind, When I don’t see the red flags, Staring right back at me, With kind eyes I believe so much. Maybe I am...

The best part of meeting new people is, They don’t know you at all. They have no idea what you like, What you hate, What you love, What...

The poems are deleted, as if the words never formed rhythm like the beats of your hearts once. The photos moved to a folder named, “once...

Sometimes you don’t really understand the amount of time you are investing in something until it gets over. It’s the same with people. In...