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Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Tearful Smoke

"I never weep in front of people."
She said 
"I can never do that."

"Even I only smoke when people are around."
I replied 
"Never alone."

We are that similar.

Tuesday, 20 June 2017


Memories splash all over
Whenever I think about you.

A loveless life
Turns your body
Into puddles.

Monday, 5 June 2017


Writing about you is like
Filming you
With a hand-held camera
Where shaky shots come out
Like throbbing sentences.

Writing about you is like
Asking a poem to behave properly
While giggling inwards
Because the poem
Is throwing away metaphors in love.

Not writing about you?
Who would risk that?