“Old,” “Hopelessness,” “Spring in Us,” and Other Poems

Old They shine on her face, the innumerable paths she treaded upon Stories they do tell, Left unbothered and finished some The skin is no longer……


“Oh! The Colour That Wasn’t Me,” “Beyond,” “The Cup,” and Other Poems

Oh! The Colour That Wasn't Me They had always said Said, opined and judged Trickles of appreciation but mostly for me none.. But hurtful…