Hands

An observation.

Homes

How intimate is your connection with your home?

Stars

Sometimes, life becomes so complex that we expect at least the lines of a poem to stay simple.

Ukiyo

It is surreal when you hear someone praise you but not so much when you realize it wasn't probably you in the first place, just time that day, playing with your words and actions which you might or might not approve as your past or future self.

The Last of You

The last of you was lovable and I am sure the present of you is too and I know all your versions are.

What Is It?

I get life. I know shit happens.

Meet Me When

Meet me in the middle of your story. When the soul is worn but wise.

Bona fide

Do you know the Bona fide me?

Memorandum

There is much more always left, a vacancy which no one can fathom.

The Mention

Can a few things be meant for you and few things not?