Mondays aren’t usually people’s favourite day of the week. They’re muddled with the feelings of slothfulness when begrudging bodies awaken from their weekend benders. But I don’t mind Mondays. For they reset my body clock and remind me what day of the week it is. It’s a time for making plans and organising the weekContinueContinue reading “Modern-Day Malaise and Marmalade”
Category Archives: Poetry
(Un)conditional
Is it wrong to want to be heard? Do you mean what you say When you tell me, You love me no matter what? I hear the words from your mouth, And see your optimistic smile, But feel the uncomfortable tension When you take my hand in yours. You tell me it’s safe here In this warmContinueContinue reading “(Un)conditional”
Never Alone
I have seen stars spread across the sky And billions of sand grains blanketing beaches Off the east coast of my home. There have been geese with scary teeth, And leaves that turn red at the touch of autumn, Yet, we’re so quick to forget the one who made it. In grand miracles and nature’sContinueContinue reading “Never Alone”
Cereal Mix
If the past two weeks of my life were a bowl of cereal, It would be as if a toddler had grabbed All the different types of cereal from the pantry And added every single one to his bowl; And he would clumsily spill a little Onto the countertop each time he went back forContinueContinue reading “Cereal Mix”
I Can’t Complain
Yesterday, I was unhappy About the girl I saw in the mirror, But ignored the physical flaws In favour of an extraordinary day Overflowing with joyous celebration. I was anxious having to wait For a car that never came, And needing to find A new way to the room Of happy eyes and masked smiles.ContinueContinue reading “I Can’t Complain”
The Window to the Sky
https://videopress.com/v/sPxoly8r?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata As a new beginning dawned On a beach where we once stood, During the dark hues of a dusk, Where the stars were shy And the waters, mysterious. We smiled at each other And greeted the cloudy sky. Like a young heartbeat, the window to the sky slowly flickered a pale yellow. To knowContinueContinue reading “The Window to the Sky”
Lifetimes
In the short and fleeting years of my life, I have lived many lifetimes. When I was young, I climbed the roof of my home, Searching for something more exciting To see or hear or do, Only to realise there isn’t much. Yet, I continued to search And climbed trees as high as the skyContinueContinue reading “Lifetimes”
Je suis là
As the night calls for sleep, Usually, I make a home Under the covers of my bed And say a small prayer, Maybe about the world Or for someone I know, And say goodnight. But lately, my body Fights the urge to sleep, And I stubbornly insist, Just five more minutes, To spend time withContinueContinue reading “Je suis là”
Coffee
He wandered around alleyways, Searching for the place Of their rendezvous. Like a dead man walking, He inched into the hidden café And inhaled the caffeinated aroma As if it were a drug, Breathing in the scent And perking up like a puppet.
Look Up At The Stars
Look up at the stars They’re like pieces of art Floating above the ground https://open.spotify.com/track/3XK7BaY0KkRnu7cpZlOZwI?si=XtMZYq_ySNm84v7NtRMEYg The air was cool and the night was dark, at least, away from where we found ourselves; away from the blinding lights of the gazebo decorated with warm fairy lights. Waiting for the last of us to arrive, we musedContinueContinue reading “Look Up At The Stars”
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