I’m trying to catch a breath, before the weight drowns me. I tried to go with the flow, Like they all said, facing wave after wave, with the goal of reaching the shore. I saw others get there, to this magical place, away from this tumultous waters. So I believed if I push along far enough, my day will…

I have been waiting for a while now, carrying on with my day, as if nothing had changed. I have been waiting for a while now, for you to show up, To be taken on a journey that is ever so familiar. I wish to let go, and will for the…

20th poem I have ever written! A piece of my mind, which is woven into words, lives on forever. This is the twentieth poem I have ever written. What started as a hobby, turned out as a medium to express my emotions and the way I feel about things. My…

Warm day, clear skies, unlike my mind — a dusty old shelf, filled with thoughts and memories in little floating clouds, that rain on me from time to time. I am wide awake when I’m asleep, conjuring up all sorts of dreams, suffocating, with no space to breathe, until it rains on me…

A world passes between a breath and the next, of endless possibilities that remain unrealized, of what ifs that remained to become if only of thoughts unfinished, unsaid and undone, of timelines that remain unexplored, choices made, decisions taken, leaving some longing in the limbo. confused hearts might be better than broken ones, but not for long, as…

Torn between the life I lead, and the buried dreams from my childhood, of the life I thought I will lead, my naïveté had the last laugh. I lead a double life, mired in very real fears. Of wasted potential, and bad decisions. Chose a hard path of my own volition, perhaps a…

Standing in the corner of your bedroom, I come alive in the darkest times. I stand still in the shadows of your world, privy to your deepest desires and despair. Worry not, for when the blinding lights, mark the start of a new day, the shared secret knowledge lies around gathering dust in silence. When the dusk comes around, for a chance to dance with you, to the rhythm of familiar tunes, into the darkness of the night, I hope one day, you will reach for the light.

have we met before? I’m sure we have crossed paths somewhere, a skipped friend request? or maybe in passing by the corner of the street, in a crowded shopping mall, gazing at a overpriced suits, in a coffee shop over misspelled cups, at a stop sign jamming to the latest hits on the radio, by the lift, getting late to a meeting, or by a park bench, gazing quietly at the calm waters. Can’t quite remember, but it sure does feel like you are familiar. Anyways, now that your eyes have met my words, consider my poem to be a note to you, and it sure would have been nice to have met you

Never content, ever chasing, Goal after goal racing, Failure after failure I suffer, As I’m bound to live happily never after. Hard working, nice, a little dim Never not trying, yet ever falling short, Short enough to damage my confidence, Little by little, That if I were a coin, I would be the one…