The pigeon stole my smile when you left; and well, you know what it dropped instead.

Dead and gone

It’s a lonely silence. So, I fill it with noise.

Hush

I could deal with your silence, but how do I make sense of your absence?

Dead and gone

He got death sentence, and I, life imprisonment.

Us and me

I was so busy searching for “us”

I forgot about “me”.

It’s what I enjoy

I enjoy having fun. Don’t get me wrong. But I enjoy not making the effort more.

Lucky you

I flipped a coin in the air, waiting for the fall. For my destiny to unfold. A curious bird, flying by. Caught the coin and built her nest. My good luck. I helped make a home.

Blinded

You were the broken mirror I dressed myself with. One day, the maid dusted you away.

I asked sleep to come to me and she said, goodnight, until tomorrow

Seeing me

It is not my presence that gets noticed. It is my absence.