If we were to go beyond our ideas of perfection, we would have drown ourselves in the sea to see if we can float with all the heaviness inside. If we were able to understand humans beyond their ideals of worshipping we wouldn't have been sitting inside our homes, furnished enough to hide the bigotry. … Continue reading Outrage
Impersonation
I impersonate my shadow under my breath sneaking into her black arms I whisper my poems as the rain falls violently shaking the roots of the tree that stands tall in the veranda. If the appearance is the character of strength, I might be the weakest force alive tonight but I breathe lightly as if … Continue reading Impersonation
The Poetic Elixir 
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