When a woman escapes to the corner
of silence, she dwells upon analysation...

Fire born of rapture lost,
visionary within an indigo...

I have feelings stuck in my throat.
Nothing poetic about feelings...

Swallowing darkness
like a suppressed...

Bloodbath of memories
poured from a veinless...

I've spiraled a very long road,
to the depths of darkness and...

I feel....
Sour, bitter, recollections during an...

Shattered, glass shards
can be dipped in color...

I pondered life
while shopping...

I've died many times
within poetry...

It was a chill of early morn that woke me.
Being cloaked for rainshowers...

There are certain poems
that need to be written...