Things I will Preserve

There are things that I want to protect. Like the oxidised carbon, like your mouth and my ferocious voice. My earth shaped body: heaven resist into my temple mind, like your inundate doses of love prayers to me. Your sun-kissed pavements, mosaic dreams. Your vintage lullaby’s while I am a mess. The sunsets that we… Continue reading Things I will Preserve

Our Poetry

Pull me closer to your diamond skin a place that eats all my molested scars, in the walls of books and poetry you shall be my muse, the other half. of my upcoming poetic line, upcoming splinters of ice, we make love castles,amidst the dirt hanging like spider web, Precise knots of commitment are the… Continue reading Our Poetry

I am you today

In the melancholic time, when the dark howl craws In the harrowing soils mask, where the river flow is backwards I bask in the sunshine, towards the bridge of memories. my skin knits I am sun-kissed today, like a morsel of apple-pie sulking on my white bare skin I am a memory today. where the… Continue reading I am you today


    This syndrome I carry, Seraphic, a butterfly in cocoon churlish eyesight, colliding with your wounds. I will sew your pain Believe me, for I am the traveller of scars, I will kiss your moonlit tears and the paths it travelled, I am an archaic smell of vintage champagne. I shall regenerate always, I… Continue reading Together


The hypnotizing air around And concoction of our wet breaths This is where my sweet paradise is, My soothing divine land. Lost in the woods, dreadful sins are gone. I bit your skin like unveiling that hidden magic, I see more of you… I see more of me… Oh, your enchanting glory Cascading on my… Continue reading Paradise