Blue Rhetoric – Not Just Words

It is so dark inside that sometimes when I choose a random spot around to stare at and estimate the length, distance or depth of this darkness, my eyes well up. Eyes well up as of exhausted with their search for a boundary to this growing darkness. Exhausted with doing a task that was never

It’s Hope – Words

It’s hopeThat defends a falling tearAnd hopeThat opens a collapsing throatAnd hopeThat arcs the tightly sealed lipsAnd hopeThat unclenches the petrified fistAnd hopeThat fights gravity for the legsAnd hopeThat saves a sinking heartAnd hopeThat lets out another breathJust hope. ©️Aaila

Dont Forget Love – A Poem

Been ages since I chatted about loveAbout you, or about the sanguine weather around meAbout that single twig in my mindWhere roses grow in all their elegance So water me with a little glance and see the explosionAllow it to grow wildly until it reaches your heartLet on this Midnight’s poignant wine to overflowListen to

To Bury Yourself – A Poem

How deep is the grave where you have buried your dreamsHow little were the hands that had held the shovelWhich corner of your heart melts to liquid with this memoryWhat else did you bury along when they were not watching? Yourself? How faded did you feel when you told them you have entombed them deepHow