The sun bathes her in iridescent glow,
Her wisps of hair dancing along,
I always think about
The walls I’ve built around myself.
Glistening frost at the window pane-
And same on every passing moment.
TW: homophobia, bullying, suicide
A girl at school
To create something beautiful,
In maple skies
With a million dreams;
My muse carves her veins into this graffiti of henna;
Concrete buildings designed of desires
I sit silently,
while the clouds shed tears.
There she stood eyeing the naughtiest, our new pedagogue exchanging dialogues.
Her eyes as still as the lightless nights,
Her lips shut tight like a sealed jar,