April 24, 2016 § Leave a comment

They lurk just beneath

The surface. That stench?

That’s them.

Because they’re the rotting corpse

Of what I used to be.

They’re drunk

On my blood

They feast

On my flesh

Then they finish up

By smoking

On my breath.

They’re my friends,

These corpses

Because friends never leave…

They never leave.




Black Hole

May 13, 2015 § Leave a comment


At what?


But why?


For what?


By whom?


Of what?


So what?


They stop


It chokes


Now frowns


Snuffed out


Don’t be


It lies.


April 30, 2015 § Leave a comment

Churning and burning, scorching my skin,

The lava, the magma, the deafening din,

I’m screaming, I’m gasping, yet there’s no air,

Save me, Oh help me, I am in despair!

I’m hurting and burning, though you cannot see,

This pain is unreal, How CAN it be!

For it’s not really pain but anxiety you know,

It feeds on my fears, and more it can sow.

It is a parasite, a parasitic leech,

There is no limit to its parasitic reach!

Nothing can help, nothing can stop,

There is only one end to this precipitous drop,

There is no escape, or I cannot find one,

Intangible  like a mirage, I only can run.

Letter to Nobody

April 27, 2015 § Leave a comment


I hope this letter finds you well. You might be wondering why I write to you. It’s because I have things on my mind that must be said. I hope you will not judge me too harshly as a spoilt brat, whining in conceited angst. You know I seldom throw myself a pity party.

My life is wonderful. I have everything I could possibly need and wonderful people that love me. Yet I cannot help but look at my future with a fair bit of trepidation. And no, I am not afraid of the big scary world. I’m sure I’ll do just fine-in the modern sense of the word anyways. What I fear is dullness. Now I realize that with all the people on our planet who have so little, this is a very selfish fear. Which is why I don’t address this letter to anyone else.

Whether good or bad, reasonable or selfish, the fact of the matter is that I am afraid of dullness. I do not fear death itself, but I do fear that it’ll come unannounced and I’ll regret not having done more. I am young enough to “make the most of life” as they say, BUT I’m afraid I don’t quite know how to go about it.

There seem to be so many things I want to do, and not all of them are compatible. Now, I don’t want to be greedy. I know well that we cannot have it all. But, I’m just hoping to find the right balance (between responsibility and passion) to have lived life large enough that, when death does come knocking, I won’t run away but greet it with open arms.

Thank you for listening. Any advice would be much appreciated.

Yours Sincerely,


Dear Neighbors

April 26, 2015 § Leave a comment

Terrifying tremors emerged,

From deep within earth’s heart,

Leaving millions shaken,

Tore families apart.

Neighbors do you see my eyes?

For you they fill with tears,

Keep your strength and hold your faith

Keep at bay your fears.

We pray for you with all our strength,

We hope with all our might,

Daybreak will bring relief,

Lives will brighten in the light.

This little poem is for all the people affected by the earthquake and the aftershocks that 
have rocked Nepal and its neighboring countries. I pray for the affected people to have 
strength and hope to make it through this disaster.


April 22, 2015 § Leave a comment

Floating above my supple skin,
I see the healthy lies,
The myths and tales we tell,
Fairy tales for our benefit.
Like the bell on the clock tower,
I oscillate in terrifying cold winds.
Like waves rise and fall in an icy ocean,
So do I,
Over and over again,
Until I'm blind to me.
And in that pitch darkness,
I hear your dark spirit,
My blood shatters; not in fear,
But in your annihilation.
Did you feel that icy knife?
That was you, your karma.

I’ll Tell You Why!

April 2, 2015 § Leave a comment

Because I’ve failed a hundred times.

Because I’ve ruined a thousand things.

Because I’ve lost a million times.

Because I have no faith in me.

Because you have no faith in me.

Because I bring only disappointment.

Because I fear rejection.

Because I am human.

That is why I hide,

That is why I am afraid to try,

That is why I mask myself,

Does that answer your hypocrisy?

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