Waiting
Art

Waiting

We spend a lot of minor portions of our day waiting, which later on add up to become major parts of our life, which we spend, waiting. For cabs, for job opportunities, for food delivery, for meetings, for bad days to end, for love. I spent many portions of many days of many summer breaks, … Continue reading

Petals
Writing

Petals

walking past the same pavement every morning I like stealing short gazes at you and on some days by the look in your eyes I can say how you love flowers the shade of crimson and white on sundays, that would perfectly decor your table and add hues to your coffee, I remember how you … Continue reading

Breathe
Writing

Breathe

Shrouded by glacial cold The shadows clinging to my fingers Like roots intertwined in soil They don’t let me Live I can’t breathe. This darkness It’s pushing me down It’s tearing me up I can’t move I can’t breathe. Silently steaming Like a candle snuffed out I suffer in smouldering pain Choking from my own … Continue reading