Fake friends

she said she wouldn’t leave me alone,
my other half.
She said she would stand by me
my other half.
Listen to the thoughts and feelings bottled up inside me,
my other half.
Never let the darkness swallow me,
my other half.
Walked away and left me drowning
my other half

Her wide eyes,
framed with dark lashes
A straight face,
thin lips,
a long nose,
a haughty expression.
Hair black as raven,
skin a light brown,
her eyebrows forming a small frown.
A careless look.
Proud and happy.
But if you look carefully,
her eyes dart,
slowly nervously.
her hands form fists.
Her arms are sweaty,
Face heavy,
with exhaustion.
I know who she is, I know all too well.
I know all about her.
Her secrets.
Her lies.
Her dreams,
Her nightmares.
Why wouldn’t I? wouldn’t you?
of course I do. I should.
when I look into the mirror, that’s what I see.
That little scared girl,
That is me

path to freedom

We carved a path to freedom,
the bricks made out of hopes and dreams,
slowly tearing at the seams

We cried tears,
that were not ours,
we trudged on,
On the path that we never made.

we broke trust,
Our will was never our own.

But we walked on,
head held high,
tied together, the frayed edges.

we connected with strangers,
we sacrifice our life,
for them, and for our loved ones,
there is no difference.
We carry a mark,
inside our hearts,
a wound so deep,
that we will never,
be able to see our country free.


blah blah,
shash, shash
beep, boop
ring, bring
flingy ding,
scram cat
blang, baloong
double trouble
king kong
twine, mirror,pine
wood chuck
chuck wood
silly-billy, folly bally
nonsense brights up the dark places in life,
sometimes, a little nonsense
a little nonsense is nice.


`I had a dream,
Oh, what a wonderful dream,
I dreamed I was wearing a dress of fine silk,
A crown sat upon my head, Its jewels sparkling,
In darkness.
I dreamed of a banquet hall,
A feast lay before me,
thousands of chairs,
lined up against tables,
the color of white oak.
But no one sat beside me.
I saw a garden, full of flowers,
It stretched out for miles and miles.
But they were all grey and dry.
I dreamed of rooms,
Thousands of rooms,
with handsome brown doors,
and soft,warm beds,
but only one had a rumpled duvet.
My castle was big,
My riches plenty,
But my footsteps were lonely.
They say,
Dreams reflect

The ocean

The cool, calm water,
The coruscating sun.
The sound of the mighty waves
The cloudless sky,
And if you look closely, the hidden beauty you will spy.
The alluring blue,
The cry of the seagulls,
Almost like a painting,
Pure pleasure,
like a golden treasure.
Tempting and stunning,
Robust and aweing
Strong, yet gentle
Calm, yet makes you tremble
Ever-changing, ever-lasting,
The ocean.


The sun comes out from behind the clouds,

Chasing away the night.

The sky is alive with colors,

Due to the sun’s powerful light.

The moon and the stars blink out

One by one they go

The Himalayas appear,

Strong and proud they stand,

Covered in clean, fresh snow.

The birds are chirping,

The water is playing

The wind is humming,

The trees are swaying.

And night takes over once again,

As the darkness slowly creeps back,

The sun is back in the shadows, once more,

But vows,

To always return.