Teeya : Writing

My Playground

My Playground

A Poem by Teeya


;-)
Non Sense

Non Sense

A Story by Teeya


When those things most precious to us is lost.
Beyond Enough

Beyond Enough

A Poem by Teeya


You call me your beyondBeyond beautifulBeyond intelligentBeyond exceptionalBeyond an entity of imaginable lightBeyond any prayer, spoken aloudor from ..
Closure

Closure

A Poem by Teeya


When it's time to let go
REVISIONS AND BLANK SPACES

REVISIONS AND BLANK SPACES

A Poem by Teeya


White bodies between blue lines breathe when black blood gives life to pages Black bodies outlined between white lines; death stains c..
FRANKENSTEIN'S APPRENTICE

FRANKENSTEIN'S APPRENTICE

A Poem by Teeya


The process of revision
BELOVEDS

BELOVEDS

A Poem by Teeya


Chameleons of persuasion: lines and lullabies inciting senses at will, spilling secrets fostered beneath my breast when my tongue ..
THE AMBIVALENT MOTHER

THE AMBIVALENT MOTHER

A Poem by Teeya


And they became who they were; manifestations of the Creator, tiny vessels of His presence cultivated inside me, within me, concei..
NO BEAUTIFUL ROSE HERE

NO BEAUTIFUL ROSE HERE

A Poem by Teeya


Not being beautiful is one of the most fascinating compliments one could ever receive.
THE ORIGIN OF US

THE ORIGIN OF US

A Poem by Teeya


We're the same, yet so different.

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