When the postcard traveled to the city

I wished upon a December sunlight, that your body, your words would rub against mine when you would step outside to feel that no door can hold your light. I lie down in the bathtub, bleeding with memoirs of how we as animals have destroyed hearts over whiskies and bodies over romance yet I see…

The Reason why you are the “one”

The reason why our pieces would fit was we knew that silence was supposed to be cherished.

The Struggle with Love.

In collaboration with Nimisha Chandel.
An emotional series of the actual struggle behind love.

The Bitter Truth

Raw emotions,same clothes and nothing but just a bitter truth.

Things to Never Forget

We believe that love is going to fix us in such a way that we won’t feel the darkness again.But to be honest, it keeps us in the Illusion of depending on one where all your emotions would revolve around. I think, this love has ruined us in many ways. I can’t really think of…

The Rejection

Words arrested the details that your face had when I saw you, drenched in tears,Clear as my intentions that I will be rushing to my room and writing about you again and again. As sadness pulled over, I knew that love just left the door unlocked and you were at darkness’s address. Apply words on…

Lust For Words

How often I would hold you close and slip my words under your pants. Holding you close enough to smell the fragrance that you gifted me last Christmas. For I know that silence treats us well but honey there’s a chaos between my fingers. Words and love have been the poison to many then why…