A happy puppy.

He reminded me of the kind of love that drowns you. His words always felt like a push off the cliff and his touch felt more hot than warm. But then if I drowned, he'd kiss me till I could breathe again. If he pushed me off a cliff, he'd fall with me and hold me close in an embrace and take the impact....

It is really obvious why.

The first time I ever dated someone, I was often asked this question: "Why do you love me?". I didn't have an answer then but I do have a new perspective now. This poem isn't for that first someone but it is based around her question. We all get asked the same question and I hope to answer some of them. Read: "It's really obvious why. Because like moonlight, you made my scars beautiful. You tasted like burning scotch..."

Lost and found.

This poem was written to revolve around the prompt word - travel. I've spoken about being a nomad a lot. I've also mentioned my home every now and then. Here I am merging these three topics for poetry. It goes something like this "Before I tell you a story, I have a dictionary that I'd like you to read..."

I fell in love with my best friend.

I don't have to say much about this one except that you don't need a trigger warning because this piece has a happy ending. I met her young, and I shall love her old. Read this poem on my journey, habits, best friend and more? It starts like this - "I have a few habits ever since I was little kid and she knew them....

With my skin burned away, I’m still human.

This poem is for everyone who had lost something from their own body. For those whose skin has burnt away or soul has taken residence in a cold closet. This is also for everyone else. All of us need to hear this. It goes something like this - "I cannot begin to imagine...."