Poems #2 Raindrops and Sunshines.

Raindrops and sunshine have gone to war. They fight to occupy the space between buildings, they battle to spread themselves amongst the pavement, and they wage war against one another for their natural beauty. The raindrops sprint bravely, hurriedly, in diagonal streaks across the sky. Their paths interrupted by the rays of sunshine, that illuminate […]

Poems #1 Shadows

I like┬áthat my shadow is glued to the sole of my feet. I like┬áthat it loves to run circles around me, sometimes quickened by the headlights of a car passing by. I like that sometimes there is two of me, until they merge into one again. I like that there is sometimes a shorter one […]

MushyFeelings. #14 Rescued.

I was ready to let go on Saturday. I held on. I survived. And on Sunday, rescue came along, in the form of an unexpected worship session with Kari Jobe, with an unpredicted trip to the ‘half-price-when-raining’ ice cream shop, with an unprecedented feeling of calmness. On Sunday, I heard Him speak to me. Finally. […]

MushyFeelings. #12 Rice.

I returned home quite late on Sunday. And since not having a phone has given me relatively more freedom with replying to messages and phone calls, I had often missed desperate cries of help from her. Sunday night. I returned to the following conversation: 20:19 Her: Hi sorry. Her: Free for lunch tomorrow? Her: Please […]

MushyFeelings. #8 Crowds.

‘How was your day.’ ‘Good-ish.’ I used to be energised by being amongst a large group of people. Usually being the loudest one to either react exaggeratedly, or shouting at the top of my lungs, masking my fear of disobedience with a false sense of leadership. Now. Crowds. Any group of 2 or more people. […]