Monday, June 6, 2016


do you 
how my limbs 
s p r e a d 
when the 
slips back 
into me? 
this is how i fall 
in love.


Tuesday, May 24, 2016

love me still.

when i show you my wounds. 
when i lay them out 
in the open and point 
exactly where it hurts. 
i don't expect you 
to heal me with your 
gentle words.
i don't expect you to build
bridges for me 
to cross the rough seas. 
i want you to be 
wise enough to see
what i am
made of.
and strong enough 
to love me still.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016


do you feel it?
the rising and falling of unrest
in your bones
with each sigh, each smile, each nod
and each word
that rolls out from your
while the clock tiks
mercilessly on a tuesday afternoon.
right there.
pick yourself up
from the clutches of
unburden your shoulders.
let them breathe.
let your mind breathe.
let your body breathe
let your heart breathe.
until it is no longer
a task to live.
and now,


Saturday, May 7, 2016


if you let me,
i will build a path
of words
to reach your insides
and mute the
voices eating


Monday, April 25, 2016

The things i speak in hushed tones in the middle of the day.

today. i unearth the seasons
in my ribs. flowing
graciously along the
lines that turn brown
under the sun.
today. i carry myself quietly
through the rubble of unspoken
today. i remind
my worth to my
weak ailing
today. i unapologetically choose me.

how is your day going love?

Friday, April 15, 2016

1 am conversation

How funny is this? As much as we crave change, as much as we desire new, random, beautiful and out of this world experiences, there is always a part of us that wants to go back to where we started from, to stay close to everything familiar, everything that once felt like home.

This is how I've been since past few months. 

I haven't taken a break. I've been writing a lot. I've been reading a lot. I'm well updated in what you guys are up to, what my favorite people are feeling, writing and going through these days and I have a lot to say to you all, so here I go.
It is great to see you back in action Kayla, missed your gorgeous words so much. PeeVee, I am in awe with the way you write bro, how are you so amazing? Oh my god Red, you are back! Did I tell you I stalked you thoroughly when I saw your comment? D your new blog and the name is breathtaking. The last post where you wrote 'Not having something to say shouldn't keep me from writing anymore, I should just write.' I want to thank you for this. Ankita, you woman are shining like a diamond. I am very happy for your latest books love. Soumya, Twisha, Emma, Ridx, Anisha, Keirthana gosh, I missed you ladies (sincere apologies if I've missed out your name). And my readers, both old and new. You make me feel safe, you make me feel at ease whenever I think about this blog and I am incredibly thankful for that. I've realized I get too weepy and sentimental when I write about what this blog has been to me, what you all have been to me and I think the best part is that you being a blogger yourself, can understand this so well. You know there is a mess in our head and it is okay to let it out and feel sooo much at once.

Writing is and will always be the most beautiful form of meditation for me, for us. 

I'm currently more active on another platform, Instagram: @cometmuse. It is new, it is fresh, more convenient to handle and it gives me that push to outdo myself every time I read my previous posts. I think I have fallen in love with this art all over again. Writing community is as encouraging on Instagram as it is here. But honestly, I do miss the familiarity of Blogger, the familiarity of having friends who have seen me evolve, seen me grow into a less confused and wayward being. So if you are on Instagram, do drop by and say hi. I would love to see you there.

Lastly, here is my current favorite song for you. This is how you make me feel.

Lana Del Rey: Because of you (unreleased)
I think I should get a tattoo of her name. I'm clearly obsessed.

That's all for now.

I hope to see you on the other side.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

can you feel it?

do not close your eyes,
the sun is
in your bones.

Saturday, February 27, 2016


we are both 
of infinities 
carefully with 

Sunday, February 21, 2016


beneath the crust 
of fallen 
a new season 

Tuesday, January 26, 2016


the world is a broken 
but give it a 
let it heal 
with all 
its pieces 

I'm obsessed.