Sometimes our heartsArrive at placesThat our minds can’t quiteMake sense of,Entire landscapes of emotionWith no landmarksFor our cognition.Words failWhile feelings rage,Knowing things deeplyThat we are yet to findA language for,Tasting feelingsWith no menu of thoughtSitting in a familiar roomAnd all at once feelingAs thoughYou never knew it.Meeting a personAnd wishing you could talk;Knowing that theConversation […]Read more "How did we get here?"
A place, at first,But later we come to know that its peopleThat make us feel at home.Familiar in the best way possible,Close, but not smotheringWarm.Someone you have never lived withCan feel like homeThey somehow carry a part of you aroundA voice that your heart has grown to loveConversations that fill the chambers of your mindMaking […]Read more "Home"
Her path started, just like everyone else’s:At home.As loving as any home could beYet even in the safest spacesTrouble always seemed to find a way in.Yet it was familiar.Warm.Home.The bad always came with the good,And so it was never worth mentioning.She didn’t know she was hurtingUntil someone asked her why she was crying.And so, indignant, […]Read more "Ordered"
I have moved more times Than I care to remember. New ceilings to stare at New routes to take New habits to make And of course, new faces. I find that the first weeks of transition Are the most disorienting. I reach for familiar things in familiar places Only to be reminded that life has […]Read more "New places"