Imagine you grew up in a culturescape that has 25 different ways to describe sorrow, trauma, pain, the list goes on and no word for love It would be a but like being colour-blind in a world radiant with colors like sensing darkness at the beginning of a tunnel and I wonder even if I … More The Love Dance
To the one who romances the idea of letting go, the ground pushes them to be greater . To the one who finds stillness, the entire universe succumbs.
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Someday on a Sunday, I ‘ll rinse my hair in coconut oil and and wipe it dry with fresh Pampagras, Put on my best distressed jeans and jump into a pool of Irish wassail. Bathe in the sublime moonlight and sleep in a bed of frozen ice. What a day it will be when a … More Someday on a Sunday.
Speak to the life in the decaying earth . Command it turnover it’s harvest by the flusters of spring . Time stands still and one could imagine in these moments that everything happens, nothing happens. An alarm goes off breaking the silence, Your tears roll off dainty lashes. Deja Vu, You’ve lost count of how … More Bruised Blossom
Our breaths, a dreamcatcher that forms in the wind. Our journeys, a milky way scented with rainwater If the lens of perceptions were fractured, Life’s paradox would appear as it is, Infinite.
What do you make of her emerald green eyes that converge like a hourglasses. Creature of the night, she crawls into her crevice. No one who has ever spent a night there has made it out whole. She’s made it a mission to smother her lovers hearts to dust. Mesmerising, she is the original Banshi. … More Medusa
This is a Movement The youths fight for their future as their blood splatters. #EndSars
My feet are tired just incase you want to dance some more My lungs gave out the very moment I admitted to loving you My Agastopia to the dark side of an your hibernating heart I think of you as a bearded horseman with intuitive eyes better to be known as the foundations of a … More The Fool’s Question
Starlit night and full moon sun rays piercing omnimous clouds Bloodshot skin, smell of butane flaxen haired adulteress of the night Jaundiced skin, bloodlust temptress pruned stone jewels for eyes Juggles a planetarium above her crown Enlightened Goddess of the wilderness Entire universe, Orbiting elements Doubled trajectories, doppler … More Urn