Physiognomy

We judge like Gods Tall is handsome, fair is beautiful Lean is sought-after and brown eyes simply maple We don’t look twice at the dark Or the generous around the waists And the thighs, forgetting the shallowness of skin. Physiognomy is the pear and the apples The avocado and the lemons We are only a…

Autumn Love

Sometimes, we feel time passing us by, Stuck in a rot, like having a picnic and seeing The grasses around you grow. When time becomes A tick, an echo, a tangibility, you need to look beneath you At the soul’s mirror. Are you the man who germinated From the seed of a dream? Time, slows…

Day and Night

We stare at the sun to forget And the moon, to remember Sometimes, what we forget during daytime Are the places inside the heart that keeps you ticking Where love amasses her own treasures. We are not all meant to be kites during daylight hours Or jewels in a clay utensils. We linger in the…

Life as we know it

Pessimism likes the bone That is carved open through flesh The butcher’s knife in the hands Of the age deity who puts a number on a cake And here, like petals On the last day before wither Praying for an extra day, we start to fade. Like magnolias that are petrified Of autumn, when seasons…

Mary

She was an artist in the making The abstract eye could travel to galactic spaces Which no astronomer even with a telescope could witness She was the darling of the endeared A woman as stubborn as the dream that defined her – To be an artist in the isle of Serendib. And the untimely, unhinged…