SILK Scented Candles You judge me by my stutter My show of sobriety By the inklings of clumsiness Sprinkled on my heart You judge me by the way I talk Your eyes pierce through me Like sunlight on the skin Your words become the lyrics To a song I...
Red, blue and light strokes of cyan. Those were the colours on the chiffon gown Dim had gotten me. It was a knee-length gown, not too revealing, yet as I held it in my hands, it got clearer with every passing second that it wasn’t what I wanted. I...
