Category Archives: Writing

3 years ago, I decided to move out of my home in search of freedom and to become an independent woman – it was certainly not the easiest decision ever. Things were not easy from my end – I lived practically lived in a 3 bedroom house all myself because my housemates were mostly out.Continue reading “✨ Que Sera Sera 🌻”

I sat in the room filled with ugly thoughts, I repeatedly toss it off, as mere illusion, nothing I did could stop it, it was a cruel haunting on loop ; I could feel the coldness of this space, like I was in a freezer – blood shunting, I trace the goose bumps on myContinue reading “Spectrum of Heartache”

Remember, you cannot pour from an empty cup, so take care of yourself, first. Regardless of how much you try, you will eventually burn out from giving more than what you can. There is only to an extent that one can give and eventually, you will feel the strange void within you. And one day,Continue reading “Be Kind”

” Mom!!“, Alice heard her daughter, Lileth, calling out loud from the room. Alice got shocked and quickly rushed into Lileth’s room, to find her teenage daughter sitting on the bed, looking so frightened. ” What happened, my dear?” She asked Lileth as she stroked her daughter’s hair. “Mom, I had a horrendous dream. IContinue reading “Book of Love”

The day will come when everyone you know will let you go. They will give up on you and blame you for all their miseries. Label you with things you’ve never thought of. It will break you into pieces. But hold on still. The day will come when your feelings are numb and you turnContinue reading “Hold on.”

I am grateful for the mornings I hear the sound of birds chirping, the ray of light peeking through the passage between the curtain, the smell of fresh morning, the vibrant colors of flora. I am grateful for another chance at life. To chase my dreams. Create new dreams. Rewrite forgotten dreams. Mend broken thingsContinue reading “Grateful 🌸”

Here I am standing out of my mind, knocking myself into a state of acceptance, questions of its worth, anguishing pain – flow in my veins, turning into poison,  consuming my hope as the clock clicks, i keep running inside my head, like a hamster on the wheel, i am not able to stop theseContinue reading “Poison”

    When I cried out loud for the first time, they smiled wide, because you were there. When I was 5, I danced in a middle of a crowded place, no one stopped me ; they adored me, because you were there. When I was 9, I got into a fight, no one reallyContinue reading “Irretrievable.”

Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about my schooling years ; to begin with, I was a very shy, quiet and reserved individual – total opposite of who I am right now. And my thoughts hit through nostalgic moments ; from my first friend to my best friend, from the first crush to the oneContinue reading “Be it, it is.”