In between my maybes

I came to see you today. It had been a year or so when I last saw that almond-shaped eyes that used to smile uncaringly whenever it meets mine. “How have you been?” “I just want you to know that I still – “ “Can we just get straight to the point and get over

Sober Or Sane

There’s this bitter lump in my throat. Like a bile that I won’t be able to swallow, I felt its constriction. — Too poignant for my taste, I could feel myself throwing up. I opened my eyes and reveled that memory of you. I felt nostalgic. Certainly I miss you but sadly, I should not

M y I C A R U S

You are and you will always be. You broke my rules and redefined my principles. For the first time, I felt allowed. Free. Wanted. I used to be that kid who needs to earn whatever I desired. There was no easy way because most things have its price and that every approval seems a hard

WHAT COMES A F T E R?

Taunting. An akin desire for something forbidden. Like a taste on Eve’s apple and Adam followed her bidding. Very tempting. Twas a quarter down to two. The night’s heaving a resigned sigh. “It won’t go away.” “Why not?” “Unless you take it and give in.” Nothing stilled but reasons. Reasons beyond explanation. Explanation beyond comparison.

ｂ ｅ ｎ ｄ ｏ ｖ ｅ ｒ

“Why not?” “Pour the Henny.” “I like it neat.” One enthralling silence as her attention set into mine. Simple. Subtle. Warm. My inner walls toasted and vexed. She sat across the room. Holding that glass with a fixed stare. Darker flames reflected in those eyes. I gulp. You dilated. I can see them dancing like

BLACK AND BLUE SPOT

Barren. Dark. Cold. Devoid of emotions but penetrating still. The center, in its boldest hue of charcoal and obsidian. One prolonged gaze. — Held in a bewildered state. A conspiration of catastrophe in its finest hilt. The closer you look, the more you’re drawn. An approach to danger you cannot seem to decline. Denials won’t

FLAME OUT

C O M B U S T I O N. A slow fcking burn. I feel the heat engulfing me like wildfire. Seeping a way through my senses. Teasing a delicate nerve each time. Dark eyes bore into mine. A scream of passion and desire, melting in a puff of smoke. I held still and

There’s so much more than what meets the eye

You push people away. You set them off far enough, not to let your guards down. You don’t want them to see the darker side of that Morningstar that you once was. You wanna be alone because that’s easier. Less complications. Less attachments. – Convenient. To prove nothing to anyone. To be bothered not by

A letter too late

I MISS YOU. Too bad. A tear fell from the left of my eye. Every night, I reminisce our small talks. The sound of your laughter, The swell of your incandescent smile, Such a reluctant look on those eyes. I am smiling through sigh. I know, I shouldn’t bother myself anymore. We lost our touch.

Why are you afraid to take the risk?

You are afraid of something that scares the hell out of you. The new feelings that are trying to surface overwhelms something within. It is an unusual tinge of happiness you never felt before. A possibility of something amazing that you’re trying to deny. You are afraid of the sudden cracks on your lips. An