I Wrote A Song about You

By Devina  The night grows old and another day is born.  I stay still on my bed, stirring my mind slowly.  Asking questions, this and that, why and what.  Can’t blame the heart for mentioning your name,  Remembering how you might have burned me.  So I grab my pen and paper, and I start pouring…

Last Words

by Devina At times when I am scared for my life, no, not because I fear death, but other things I might miss… I will go back and trace every word spoken to everyone who matters to me. What was the last thing I said to them? Was it “See ya later”? Was it “I…

Off to India 

I woke up from a nightmare, that something terrible happened and I was dead.    A dead, dead, dead woman.  In India.  My trip was a week away, and my allergies were slowly putting death into literal meaning. I had to be healthy, I had to get better soon, but for some reason, it was as…