An Open Letter to Vincent Van Gogh

Dear Mr. Vincent, I am aware that you no longer reside in this universe of ours. I have been quite fascinated with your life ever since I listened to a song by Don McLean. The song was about you, and in that song I found stark similarities between you and I. I'm sure most of…

Moving On Without An Apology

Moving on without an apology is tough. There's so much grief in the process. It keeps you up at night making you wonder what you could have done to save your relationship. I often wonder whether it was me because of whom the relationship ended. I have been gaslighted once or twice because of which…

Self-respect starts with Self-acceptance

Do you ever wonder about self-respect? As humans we are expected to carry ourselves with respect. As a kid I always wondered what that meant. Those two words self and respect. I knew what respect meant. But I sincerely had no concept of self. How can I begin to respect myself when I don't even…

Savior

Wouldn't I love to be loved? Tendered by your tender touch? Smothered by the rush of your lips? Held like a damsel in distress? The answer would be a staggering yes Yet I often wonder Have I mistaken this charming prince In a white horse with My knight in shining Armor. They certainly can't be…

A World Never Coming By

Walking this walk with you Filled me up with delight Had i only known that you held me tight Through your bones Like riverbed tides Only to take a flight Farthest away from my plight Now my world is blue Scarcely any hue Come back to life Take me back to that time Of Soft kisses…

The Truth Behind Them

They don't like you. They like the idea of you. When they see the greatness of your love, they feel threatened. Because deep down they know they have loved not the entirety of you. Deep down they know they aren't capable of such fierce endeavours. They could never trail the confounding depths of your beauty.…

Modern Love

So recently I came across this television show called 'Modern Love'. It's about 8 different amazing stories about love. I noticed every story had its edge of platonic romance. Being a lovesick fool myself, I couldn't help but cry my heart out by the end of the show. It wasn't extraordinarily romantic. No, it wasn't…

Perspectives

What do you see? Frothy waves? A pleasant sunset? Something beautiful to marvel at? Open oblivion? A scene from a movie you saw last night? Perhaps a memory? A good one? A sad one? A bad one? Maybe your dreams? Yearning a fulfillment? A higher purpose? Are you wonderstruck? Petrified? Are you thinking how Titanic…

End is just the beginning!

As the shades of peach and tangerine illuminated the blue sky As the winds of autumn whispered me goodbye As the waves shimmered like floating pieces of gold As the sea gulls screeched their way back home As the toe-nail shaped moon hovered its way to the dark As the north star glimmered with a…

The Beauty of Beauty

Someone once asked me, to tell him something beautiful. I looked up and pondered for a while. My answer was just a word. Everything. A smile crawled across his face, dismissing the question. If only he knew what everything meant to me. Too vague a question for too vast an answer. It would take me…