He sat on his seat patiently till the audience cleared themselves out. The curtain had fallen after the final scene, and he was brimming with excited commentary that was waiting to roll out his tongue.

As the seats began to clear, he grabbed his jacket and made his way towards the stage. Actors and stage crew were now starting to appear and gather props and belongings. He stood patiently by the ...

The world will burn.

Burn away the sadness

The suffering and pain

Stop it shall not

Till all darkness is slain

Burn in flames of colours

That could ever exist

A never-ending rainbow

Burning through the mist

The world will burn.

With poetry and song

Art and literature

Passion and freedom

Where all beings truly belong

No emptiness shall remain

And human connection binds us all

Expression and ...

High above the city

I sit and look down

The city doesn’t look up at me

And it’s nice to once be

The one who’s observing it all

High above the city

My worries matter no more

I float in the air

And watch the winds go

High above the city

I watch Life go by

Cut away from all the binds me

I can finally sit and sigh

High above the city

It’s quiet and it’s nice

I could get used to this view ...

It was the City of the Bridges, until it was not. The Disease snaked along the uneven cobble stones and crept up the vine covered walls, a ravenously unforgiving force in search of every man, woman and child. We traded milk and bread, until we traded sickness and death. Bodies dropped like leaves in autumn and anguish swam over the city. All along the watchtower the soldiers witnessed unspeakable ...

Away from these restraints

Broken and free

I long to be with the artists and poets

And where the dreamers dream

Away from this world so rigid

And full of lost hope

False promises in the air

Love isn’t alive, and nobody cares

Away from the chaos in myself

I long to set it all free

Drowned in literature and petals of poetry

A place where I could just be Me

Away from this world so corrupt

Where...

Wait for me, my Love

Where the hills kiss the seas

Untold beauty and secrets await

And they would bring you to your knees

Wait for me, beloved one

Where the mountains call your name

In caves it echoes and streams it swims

Till I find you here, just a name’s call away

Wait for me, my darling

On your loyal and noble steed

See the water fall to the stream

The sight of you would only make my heart ...

What do I see oh, what do I want to see

My true self or the human I strive to be

What do I wish to see oh, what do I hope to see

The demons within or the Angel smiling

What do they say oh, what do they whisper

Are mirrors windows to the soul or mere things of reflection

What do stare in to oh, what do I hold my gaze with

A being of joy and life or the misery laced within

What do I see in the...

I’m scared of what’s to come because I know what happened. And I knew what happened because I was scared of what was to come. I never knew what happened, and I never longed to know, but it found me and came to me like a meteor. I feel like a naked hand imprisoned inside four walls of thorns- every direction I turn to in search of answers hurts me with the answers....