This is where it was beautiful This is where it hurts the most This is where I made the most pleasant memories That is where I regret the most This was there everything stopped This is where everything started to fester. This is where the night became the day There was where rolled another day … Continue reading Memories


Lost in translation

“The quiet sense of something lost”  ― Alfred Tennyson I'm lost in the translation  wandering between the pages of  a book hiding between the folds and sitting under a neatly folded dog-eared page waiting to be pulled I'm surrounded by the pages  of my life  and left behind in the stories untold that old shattered spine of that dusty book … Continue reading Lost in translation

Pride ( Hubris)

This seventh and final poem is a part of the anthology of poems based on the Seven deadly sins. Go read the previous ones, if you haven't yet. Pride(hubris) - excessive view of one's self without regard to others. “Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every … Continue reading Pride ( Hubris)

Jealousy (Envy)

This poem is a part of the anthology of poems based on the Seven deadly sins. Jealousy(Envy): the desire to have an item or experience that someone else possesses “Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretense of keeping it alive. ” ― H. Havelock Ellis Jealousy A vice, a sin one of the … Continue reading Jealousy (Envy)


An infection a contagion a foreign body trying to take over mine never welcomed on the host body to claim theirs what's mine you slowly took over my senses and I relinquished control to you a hapless decisions taken so fervently a flawed approach at its core It started as a symbiosis and we were happy being with each other … Continue reading Infection