Cafe Girl.


Sitting on a cafe

Sipping on some cold chocolate

Paired with a tasty red velvet

Her mind’s wandering


Indulging in the sweetness

The bitterness

Like her life was

She all had a taste of it.


A Wallflower.


A wide eyed girl

Sitting in a plastic chair

Wearing a sunday dress

All innocent and quiet

Scrolling through her phone

Of media filled posts

But didn’t even bother

To know or ask

Rather she just stayed still.

October 22.

Another year has passed
And it was my birthday
Change in the numerals
But i don’t think i did
There were people lost and came
Relationships starts to matter
Between who stayed and left
Who knows you better
And never judge you easily

It was a birthday
A celebration
A greeting or without
What’s important is who remembers
And who’s beside.



Photo taken during my sister's wedding ceremony.
Photo taken during my sister’s wedding ceremony.

A vow of love
Engraved words
The promise of you and me
Fate made us
Love bond us
So let’s treasure this moment
To our little infinity.




Time is a sort of impasse
Ticking down from seconds, to minutes, to hours
Until it can make a day
It’s a great miniscule that makes life
A gold that everyone has.




Put your lipstick on, girl

And purse your lips

Keep mum about something

But no, don’t you lie girl.


Pen’s Art.


Letters formed into words
Thoughts put into works
Phrases formed coherently
Until they’re designed desirely
Pen and her combining
Ain’t need second guessing.




I want to love somebody else entirely
But every time I do
I thought of you
Something is making me hold on
It’s maybe the idea that you may come back
To fill the gap in my heart
And if that moment come
Don’t want it to look like I was gone
Where there’s no one to welcome you home
Autumn’s fine winter’s not
So I hope then we’ll make it right.


Memory Lane.


Memory lane, a place where the past remains, where the memories live. And occasionally, the place we’re fond of visiting.

Reminiscing the past might be fun, but if it gives you pain just stop it. Don’t let it haunt you. Keep moving forward. Go on. Don’t hold back. We might want to change something that we’ve done before but past is already the past and we must not regret that if either it taught us a lesson or it gave us happiness.  Don’t let the past be your present or future, make it different.


Trick Kind Of Question.


When flashbacks came all of a sudden, sometimes, I’m thinking what if, I’m just in love with the memories and not with the person anymore? It’s a trick kind of question.