small things and breathtaking experiences.

Watching the sky erupt into colour is one of my favourite things in this life. A beautiful sunset is so healing to me because it reminds me that part of finding happiness involves two things; one is the continual and persistent efforts of reflection and introspection, which inevitably land you at the gates of growth;… Continue reading small things and breathtaking experiences.

Lessons, Poetry


it was in the dark stairwell of an old apartment building where i drunkenly sang myself blue for a beautiful woman whose naked lips tasted of fresh marlboro reds and pressed pomegranate oil when i woke this morning the smell of her supple skin lingered faintly still on my pillow and on my red-purple stained… Continue reading Pomegranate.