They often say that I was born with kite strings in my hair, the tuft of moonlit sky entangled in the name of teeth, That I was born with warmth of summer and plentitude of spring. I have petals for skin that sheds in a striptease for autumn. I have mangroves growing between […]
Read More The Child Of The WildWhen I was 10, I wanted to know what my name meant. Every name had a meaning; And I just couldn’t wait to know mine So I rushed to my abba seated in his janamaz, hands folded in prayer At the sight of me restless, he beckoned me to the safety of […]
Read More Names And FlamesThis is to you who feels like your existence is a speck in this world. This is to you who lose sleep over the emotions lost in translation and the unspoken passive voices that hang in thin air. This is to you who look up at the sky and see nothing but darkness. This is […]
Read More Fight Till You Make ItYou toss me on to bed The way one would throw discounted riches on to a gambling floor My legs wound into exactness of a four poster bed The pair of frailties dangling loose like the legs of a divider placed at length to measure the lexis of an eulogy You force yourself on to […]
Read More A stifled AntigoneEverything seems to move around in circles now. My pen failed to wend words for the longest time. Days turn to weeks, weeks turn into months and I am left wondering if the art of it is lost on me. Like the feelings of your past lover. I seem to have swallowed words […]
Read More A Voice RegainedSometimes we make home out of monsters and call it love. We lock ourselves in rooms where the doors and windows shut behind us with its frozen centre. You’d want to linger there because you would’ve been promised the warmth of a thousand splendid suns. The very eyes that made love to you would turn […]
Read More The Stars Come Home TonightYou ripped me into shreds like I was no better than a rag, battered and disowned. Your firm grip held my tongue like a knife cutting me short every time I made an attempt to have a word. You hazed into a distant dream yet I sat there bleeding from places I never knew. But […]
Read More The Great Ascend: When she learns to fly againI wonder if I’m running through the back of your mind as I write this. The thoughts of me holding dear everything from the genesis of our time. Wearing myself in all the colors that life throws at me-blue, red, pink, purple, green and grey. Do you see the stars in my eyes drifting back […]
Read More The Colours In A Distant DreamI’ve been meaning to put in writing my thoughts for quite some time now. But something clasps my gripping spirits. Only if the patter of swaying thoughts would stop cascading down my mind! So I pick out the alphabets, lay it out in the salver of reason and prod them to the lazed side of […]
Read More High To The LowShe took no pretension in calling herself a mess with a heartbeat Feeling light as a feather, floating about the edges of wrath and tears of abandonment Her heart, no more than a mute cry Knocks upon closed doors, loomed the horror The stealthily silence of darkness resonating the menace of knotted desertion In the […]
Read More The soul river
