Writing – Words & Feelings

{nerves}

I have not met many people who trigger my anxiety to the extent that you do. This is why connecting with you is both so challenging, and so rewarding too. Over the years, I have lost much of the desire to gain people’s approvals. It matters little to me whether someone I barely know orContinue reading “{nerves}”

{introverts}

I’ve often wondered why you stood out so much to me from everybody else. After all, they were just as skilled, knowledgeable, passionate and talented as you are. It’s only occured to me now that the reason I’ve always liked you has little to do with what you do, and so much more about whoContinue reading “{introverts}”

{the conductor}

By the movement of his baton, he could command sound out of silence. (This was a concert my school put on in 2012 … I am somewhere singing!)

{faith}

She wasn’t lost. She wasn’t scared. She was only … discovering. The thrill she had, the thrill that quickened her pace and accelerated her heartbeat had nothing to do with fear. It was excitement, at leaving everything behind, at knowing her boundaries would be barely visible if she looked back over her shoulder. There wereContinue reading “{faith}”

the moon {a haiku}

the moon in the sky reminded me that darkness is the home of light

{how the body feels absence}

Her body perceived his absence most acutely: her eyes, so used to darting in his direction constantly, filled with disappointment at the sight of empty air where he usually stood; her lips, often fighting the impulse to curve upwards, no longer had a friend’s face to smile at; her ears, skilled in tuning in toContinue reading “{how the body feels absence}”

{Sometimes}

Sometimes. It’s a nice word. Long, soft. You can take your time pronouncing it. Sometimes. Which means not always, but more than never. Which leaves you time to breathe, think and reconsider; imagine, dream and hope for the better. Sometimes – not always enough but better than nothing. Sometimes open doors for memories and leavesContinue reading “{Sometimes}”

Candle

What moves the flame of a candle? It is never completely still, though it looks so calm. Sensitive to the breath of the world, It lets itself be transformed, Whilst trying to stay aflame Even when a strong gust is blown; It might bend sideways and almost lose its light, but slowly rising, it returnsContinue reading “Candle”

a body’s best friend

my body has lost its best friend. how have i learnt to love your touch. and the joy i felt holding you, having you inside of me. what did we engage in, what did we create but magical beauty in between the sheets?

{a short description of a friend}

He embodied some of her favourite qualities in a person. Most striking to her was the air of tranquility about him, of a certain innate stillness; that his temper could not easily be stirred, and that he met everything in life with calm acceptance. Perhaps he was a man of passions, but it did notContinue reading “{a short description of a friend}”