I see you…
everywhere. In a gait, a familiar hair pattern, a faraway face. My heart skips a beat, joyous that you might be back. Only for a second, before I chide myself. I wish you fulfilment. That you should be where you’d…
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Years later…
…I search for a telephone number that I am sure has long been deactivated, and I write to a stranger. Who was once a friend. All the time hoping what they say is true that true friendship never really dies…
You deserve to be loved
…and I didn’t love you the way you wanted me to didn’t love you right didn’t love you as much as you needed me to didn’t love you enough didn’t love you with all of me not unconditionally But I…
There is no way…
…to die of cancer 32 months And there is no way to die of cancer when your mother asks you to wait until she dies There is also no way for both mother and son to simultaneously die of cancer…
You, my friend,
…laughing the loudest while hurting the deepest Teaching me to laugh at myself, through hurt and hurdles It’ll pass. Or not. And I learned fast. Your laughter raw, tinged with bitter sarcasm, self-deprecating contagious And we laughed belly…
You are far away
…so I miss you across continents, I miss you hear your voice on phone in another city, I miss you hear your voice in the room next door, and still so far away so I miss you across our dinner…
the sun smiles and…
the sun smiles and…
My friend, the dreamer
most inspiring, most creative. Soul nutritionist. Lifter of fatigue. Years and hours I spend with you painting worlds in colours so vivid you could taste the metal in the scent of our paint. Our brush strokes have shadows that…
Gallery of pain
My mistakes are snapshot, enlarged and mood framed with background emotions. For present castigation and future past reference. Your mistakes slip past you in a profound silence that muffles the shattering damage they leave in their wake. They move so…