the night is dry,
sky dripping stars,
gravel crunches beneath my feet,
i hear a song,
above the crickets’ noise,
a faint sound of nostalgia,
the smell of incense…
i’m long way from home,
a time of celebration…
but i am here,
right now,
walking on this gravel road,
under a starry sky…
and only my shadow to witness
- Niuni Piyapthi
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Recent Poems
alive
April 24, 2026
i’m a haunted house where the echoes of past laughs ring faintly through corridors… paint
evanesce
March 11, 2026
liminal haze of waking up,to a white walled,cob-webbed coffin,erasing life off too quickly,yesterday forgotten like,history
living alone::
February 16, 2026
blinding sun and choking air,smoking nights in a longing lair,holed up naked or walking down
living alone:
February 11, 2026
rub the soap till it’s petal thin, water in shampoo to keep it swell, same
she and i we,
January 28, 2026
part of this dark i am,she weeps beside meno sound no water,a disoriented beat,with only
