Chasing the Northern Lights

Prologue He travelled to all four corners of the earth in search of the light. And he got nothing but scars to show for it. And one fateful day he found something strange. It was neither dark nor bright, some called it twilight, others called it nebula. So the poet accepted his fate and made

River Flows In You

The Ugly Duckling

Caramel Nightingale

Dearest caramel nightingale My thoughts are lost within your dark silky hair I sense a bit of lavender and jasmine So that my demons start to roam Through this dark red ichor of mine As red as those lips of strawberry If I would, I’d pro’ly lick the red off Before proceeding to adore your

Screaming into the darkness

I’d prefer a full moon any day To those halflings in the sky every now and then Yes they shine, they really do But I guess its not always the light that counts Sometimes, it’s actually the darkness The contrast between the white and black of the night It’s the effect it leaves on a

Of pain and why it matters.

I always tell people that nothing good ever came out of the comfort zone. In fact, if anything, it’s the comfort zone that always holds us back. It keeps us from attaining our real potentials. As the title clearly states, I would love to discuss pain and how it is a catapult to achieve greater

Life through a glass window

Tiny raindrops cascade down my glass window As the winds scatter the falling waters outside Trees shake in song The cold breeze sweeps across the street A squirrel runs in search of shelter; In the distance, lovers hold hands under an umbrella Unbothered by nature’s cries of joy Unbothered by the passing storm ‘blink’ then

3 SAD TRUTHS I’VE HAD TO LEARN AS AN ADULT

As a young male, I’ve come to realise that the transition into adulthood from whatever stage comes before that, is one of the hardest things a man will go through. From the moment society stops considering one a child, the real world suddenly hits. You probably realise I haven’t written a thing for a while.

Thoughts at a Fountain

colorful waters defy the laws of gravity then my life I recall, in black and white. Solomon.

Trinity

I fell in love with who you used to be, Then I fell in with who you are. And I’ve fallen for the person you are trying to be. Sometimes I get lost, torn between these many versions of you But even in that vacuum, that myriad of emotions if you may, There is only