The Most Beautiful Ruined Moment

2013/06/17 by mkhana

The Most Beautiful Ruined Moment.

The Death of an Emotion.

2013/05/17 by mkhana

with the same velvet voice that caressed my mind so gently in the quiet blue night, and filled the paranoid corners of my soul with the taste of a feeling long dead, he broke the cracked thread of trust that had glassily formed in my heart

The Night Before Last…

2013/05/08 by mkhana

You came to me in my dreams, the night before last. I forget what our tale was that night, but I certainly remember the tale we wove before… Before your sudden goodbye. My broken heart. And the dirt that thudded over you to seal you in forever.

Reggae Night (II)

2013/05/03 by mkhana

I walked in alone. Unaccompanied. Escorted only by vivid memories of you, and echoes of your laughter. The reggae enveloped me and the beat stirred my heart. I missed you then, more than my every day I-miss-Attika swings… With a ferocity that brought forth a spring

Dear John…

2013/04/18 by mkhana

You left a trail of kisses on the chocolate sky of my back, please come back and claim them, as coupled with the salted break in my heart, those kisses are a little too heavy to bear. Please come back for your hugs of sugar as well, your morning hugs, your “just-called-to-hug-you-over-the-phone” hugs,

Musings at 4 AM.

2013/04/13 by mkhana

It’s 4 am, and I miss home. Home where I learnt to ride a bike on the trails tucked beneath that dusty hill known as Sang’alo. I miss home. Home where Luthuli fries were a staple after nights of frenzied alcohol-free dancing at hengs in Westie, Langata, Hurlingham or South B. Where the green of […]