Is my bodycatching up onall the sleepI gave up forloving peoplea bit moreor for dwelling inthe pit ofscreaming hungerthat fuelledmy passionor for movingaround the houselike a humanoid,picking up thingsdiscardedby others?
Honest haikus for women(after Emily Knapp) You let your toddler daughter travel with her dad? What if she needs you? Yes, I let her go.It’s that man’s sperm, anyway.Let me
Atop the office window,a million honeybeeswork, work, work, meeting deadlines.Are they happier? ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my poems, please consider purchasing a copy of my newly published poetry
I wrote this poem on Insta yesterday but forgot to post it here. So, here it is! Get the fuck out her life with that shit (after Miley Cyrus) He
It’s an artwork against the blue skySuspended; a piece of heavenWe can’t hear their buzzingOr watch them make honeyThey are a solaceto our worked soulsThey teach uswe areone ©Kavya Janani.
Earth-shattering regretjourneys through my ribs,searching for magnetsin my bone marrow.Once I said to someonethat I was made of iron.I wish I could tell themthat now I am a sponge,absorbing thisinexplicable
Hell is other people, but heaven is you.Am I stretching things when they’re just nothing?I’ll make sure you stay without a clue. Your black eyes are cooking up a stew.I
I’m turning schizophrenic with hunger. With each squeeze of these pom pearls,I feel liberated as fuck. After he dies, I’ll not donate his brain to science. Never. Don’t disturb me,I’m
You live in a society, I live in all these poems and literature shit. You live in a society, I live inside this temple of catching feelings like catching the
I have a master’s degree in fierce – Raja, Drag Race This morning, I opened my bottle of eyelinerand designed a snake bindi on my forehead,with the fangs jutting out