Lust

Addictions of the mind, Your sweet words like wine to my thirst, Your lies like bread to my famine. Addictions of the body, Your nail marks on my skin, Your teeth still lingering on my throat.

Writing is my Therapy..

Please drop by on my Instagram page for more of my work. https://www.instagram.com/p/BbkFOw1nmgq/ I have my wordpress blog still under progress but I can’t stop writing and I mostly upload my work in writing and Photography on Instagram.. Hope you guys have an amazing day. Love, Reine xo

Order In Chaos

While we forever can sit and wonder if we are the only life in this Universe there are thousands and millions of emotions, feelings, thoughts, smiles, tears, worries, concerns, prayers, fights, suicides, deaths and births happening every single second on this planet that seems to be by far the only one to have intelligent life….

WHAT IS LOVE ?

  Love isn’t always roses and lilies, It’s mostly Lotuses growing in the dirtiest muddiest ugliest ponds and lakes, In dingy rooms, empty corridors, Broken walls, shattered mirrors, Rotting graves, silent screams and screaming silences, laughing lips and drowning eyes, smeared lipsticks, bruised cheeks, blue black patterns on ribs and thighs.. Love grows even where…

Devoid

​To feel nothing..  One fine morning it was and I felt nothing, like all the dew had evaporated, slowly off my eyes! The warmth had given up to the chill of my nerves, I woke up with freezing hands and purple blue nails, twitching toes and cold tears soaking my pillow! And all those dreams…

You Poor Soul

You, my love, Have seen too much since you were the size of a coin, Have borne too much noise that drowned your chime, Boy, you have seen too much senseless crime, You’re surrounded by too many senseless people, They will make you darker and feeble.   You, my strawberry sweetheart, have lost all faith,…

Tongue

It should remember, The salty sweet fluid I floated in when in the cocoon inside my mother, The bland nutrition of her milk, The potion that grew me to strength, That eased down my throat like silk.   It should remember the first time it felt the chill of an icecream, The heat of a…

DEMONS OF MY OWN

Nightmares waking me up and I am screaming drenched in tears.. But when I wake up my cheeks are dry and I smile I do the regular brush my teeth and grab a coffee and ponder on my nightmares for a while. I count them in my sleep 1, 2, 3, 4…..200, 234…. they scream…

Why should I care??

Why should I care?? If anybody feels bad for the words I say, Feels sick by the way I talk, Feels pathetic at the attitude I throw?   Why should I care? If their hearts break, If their hearts shatter to pieces, If they choke on my conversation and burn under my hatred.   And…

Its Oready Morning

What surprises me?? The fact that I saw d rising sun and did not smile at it? The flock of birds flew and it did not make me feel any different? The smell of freshly toasted bread wafted the wind and it did not fill my senses..? What surprises me? That through my journey on…