Of Insects and Love

I love you, just the way you are. … A ladybug that brings me luck. A cocoon that gives me threads of silk and love. A bee that is too busy to give me honey and affection. A walking stick that I can’t see among the crawling demons in my heart. … Sometimes I want…

Boundaries

Boundaries… Loose. Like candy. But no colours. Soft. Like dough. Mixed with mold. Bouncy. Like a castle at a fair. In winter, though – forgotten. My boundaries…

Waves

Waves of exhaustion. Missed training, spilled gin. Waves of confusion. What happened? Again?! Waves of Self. Physics, Newton! So different, exactly the same. A second wave? Where’s the shore? Drops, waves.  

Coffee Beans & Dreams

I want to fall in love with you, over and over again, now and then, ever and for always. Just like the coffee beans that you grind early in the morning – one, two… many. I want to sip your love, like aromatic coffee. And burn myself in scents! You give me (what?!) a coaster;…

Social Distancing

I don’t practice social distancing with you. It’s been ages since we felt close anyway.

Tickled Pink & Other Colours

Colours, glitter, brushes! I’m always tickled pink to see you… even without my rose-tinted glasses. Worried, scared, and angry – simply real, You, a rainbow made of paint splashes. Splashes that leave oil stains. I look at the canvas of my past; the blues are there, but your strokes are gentle and you help me…

My Algorithm Is Just High

Keep seeing smiling couples, fashionistas, foodies, yogis, and of course, travellers off-the-beaten track (staying at popular 5-star hotels). And I’m thinking why, without me searching for such things or giving them an addictive Like? Maybe my algorithm is just high. The worst that always makes me cringe is seeing people dining in the skies. I…