The Fortress

Ages agoWhen everything seemed newAnd dreams were as true as realityI started building a fort, with blankets and hopeAnd oh! Fairy lights!In its comfy wombI read, slept and fantasised a bitLet’s just say, I conquered it. One day,Hope left unannounced.The foundation broke,It shook the core.I stood still, shockedAs the bricks collapsedAnd dreams came crumbling down.Crash!Then…

Thoughts at midnight

Have you ever breathed into the night? Or let the night breathe into you? The above two lines may seem the same but mind you, are entirely different. When you breathe into the night, they don’t seem dark anymore. They are beautiful, as beautiful as drinking semi warm coffee sitting on your balcony with Sufjan…