Category: Poetry

Poem: Conceptualization

I miss the ghost of your bruised lips against my ear,whispering the sweetest daydreams.The life in your interchanging features made you the perfect fit for someone ….

Poem: Vent

She kept holding on to the ropefor as long as she can remember,blisters on her palmsruptured.Her hands unrecognisablelike a volcanic field. She wanted to release ….