In the echo of forgotten melodiesI long for your voice.
The shadow of the pastLooks down at me,Stretching its wild, slender fingers.It comes back againTo trap me in a never-ending maze.
Your love lights up the darkest corners of my lifeAs I emerge from the depth of loneliness,Your touch enlivens me and…
The violets still linger on my lipsLips that are sunburnt but heavenly kissed by you. I discover myself touching my…
With heavy eyelids and a throbbing headI dialled your number for the umpteenth time.Your voicemail…
“You’re different,” they said.
It started the day you left.Forgiving you has been quite a journeyFull of self-explanations, lack of closure,And of course, swollen…