a letter, a polaroid, and going home
i wanted it to rain that day. but it didn’t. it was quite hot, a typical autumn day in our city. i was the first one to reach. it always annoy me to wait...
Category: Poetry
Sweet Datura
“Sweet Datura” by Kazi Raidah Afia Nusaiba Bound to a secluded castle of sand, Engulfed by my shadow of loathing and shame In this lonesome garden, I was the injured beast that couldn’t be...
Welcome, Little Angel
“Welcome, Little Angel”I know you there, and you hear me,This is for you, little angel I mean,Welcoming you to this world we dwell,The world that can make you ill and well,And you will have...
The Mirror of the Heart
The mirror of the heart I can’t look into his eyes while talking;I always look down.I don’t know why I do that-Does it make me look like a clown? I know one thing that,I...
Expression of Love
There’s nothing of the sort as ‘Fake love’ If it’s feigned, it isn’t love For love is meant to be true. Love is pure For sure, it isn’t a transaction And demands no reciprocation. ...
Darkness Follows
It’s not about the time of the day; it’s about you. The darkness doesn’t just lie within the materialistic world; it resides in you. The question is not “Why me?” but “How do I...
A Bird In The Cage
A bird in the cage, Watching the sky in a daze, Gone were the days, When she enjoyed her solitude in a haze. Dancing with the wind, Singing with the rain, She enjoyed every moment, Without allowing a single second...
