could you fetch some tea from the dining table outside? i’m really cold and I left the window open for far too long and you’re the only person who can soothe me right now. oh please is that what you wanted me to say just fetch me a decaf will you, little milk, no sugar…

Do I think, sometimes, he thinks Worse of me? Sometimes.  Maybe he believes he’s better In some charming way and has A hard time breaking his Ego when I’m proven right, He has started working a lot. He reminds me he makes time For me neverheless. I have not slept properly in three weeks. I…

I have read every love poem etched by a heartbroken mistress, Every chisel broken on the maestro, a hand cramp for a heart stroke. My father has recited every ghazal he has memorised, The ones from the dusty bookshelves and the new shit you kids read nowadays. I have also done the extra curricular activity…

I’ve written this poem on the same day of September for the past two years, The homesickness with the mixed idea of unfamiliarity, A residence shifting under my feet, I’ve never had a home as a safety, Friends shuffled every year, my address in New York then London then here And I could argue the…