Poetry

if these walls could talk (i hope they wouldn’t say anything)

they have seen me fighting with my own shadows shattering my own mind and rearranging my bones and then walk out the door like a personified sunny day they know what’s written under my skin, the things I leave unsaid, what my nightmares consist of and how well I pretend if someone were to write…… Continue reading if these walls could talk (i hope they wouldn’t say anything)

Poetry

there’s a list of the things I love – a poem

there’s a list of the things I love – ash ash ash chocolate mocha coffee sandalwood soap a sky full of fluffy clouds ash a boy with really beautiful eyes with a mouth full of wonderful things three girls who I would willingly hand the universe to (Egg, El and May) the sound of wind…… Continue reading there’s a list of the things I love – a poem

Simply Something

serendipity

serendipity (noun) – finding something good without looking for it It’s such a wonderful feeling when something comes into your life like a song or a movie or a person or a book or an artist and it feels like everything that you’ve ever looked for is everything that they are, and you find parts…… Continue reading serendipity

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what are we if not stories

Comethru by Jeremy Zucker and Bea Miller is playing in my ears as I lay on my bed on this perfectly lazy day. It’s a warm day, the kind of warm that feels like a snuggle, like the atmosphere is giving me a hug. I’ve been reading ‘The Sun Is Also A Star’ by Nicola…… Continue reading what are we if not stories

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things to fill your heart with pt.2

Things to fill your heart with part 1 got such a good response, so I asked all of you for your perspective, for the things you would fill your heart with, and you all did not disappoint. So here it is. Part 2. new stationery glimpses of a full moonwarm cups of tea on chilly…… Continue reading things to fill your heart with pt.2

Life Update

whilrwind days

Sometimes you don’t know how much you love something until you’ve completely indulged yourself in it. It’s like drowning, and then coming up for air. Lately I’ve found an immense love for instrumental music. I’ve realised lately that no every void needs to be filled, sometimes there’s a certain beauty to the emptiness and the…… Continue reading whilrwind days

Life Update

sweeter 17

yesterday the world turned the same, and I turned seventeen. I’ll be honest, I never pictured myself turning beyond sixteen years old, not that I thought I’d die by then, I just didn’t know what would unfold once my 16th year was over. I still don’t. It was 11pm, an hour inching closer to my…… Continue reading sweeter 17

Life Update

a little distance

Winter was comfortable in town a few weeks ago, now it has packed it’s bags and is long gone. Days are warmer now, and don’t require me to be huddled in my blanket. My new academic year has begun, and my usual days include me listening to lofi hip hop music and studying or getting…… Continue reading a little distance

Poetry

r e d

the world is uncertain and you are beautiful and unfair you’re a forest fire – eye catching and destructive i want to hold you, but it will only kill me considering you a flame was the first mistake they made you are what killed dinosaurs you are what volcanoes spit out like poison because you…… Continue reading r e d

Poetry

things to fill your heart with

the painted sky during dawn and dusk long conversations late at night smol succulents the smell of old books pacific winds heart shaped doodles the clink of teacups songs that heal you in ways cherry blossom petals van gogh’s starry night sense of serenity cozy sweaters bits of the moon lighting and thunderstorms reminders of…… Continue reading things to fill your heart with

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a friendly february ☁️

Summer keeps trying to crawl in but the Winter continues being dominant. If you were to enter into my room at any point in the day, you’d get lost. It looks like a landfill. Nothing is where it’s supposed to be and everything is everywhere. Since it’s exam season I’ve become a hermit. The only…… Continue reading a friendly february ☁️

Poetry

my poems aren’t you

my poems can never be you, the one thing i want them to be

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restless days, restless nights

My usual days are mostly me lying in bed after my lectures of the day are over pretending I’m lying on a cloud. The days got colder all of a sudden when I was expecting the summer to settle in. I’ve been running out of coffee faster than usual because I’ve started to believe that…… Continue reading restless days, restless nights