Shu Thayu

Those Bollywood nightsWhere memories old helped form the newWe both cut shapes on the floorWalking out of the bar into the crisp autumn air Across the river is the train homeWe pause, not because we can't turn backRather we fear what happens if we boardDo we turn our lives upside-down to chase the dream of … Continue reading Shu Thayu


Sitting on the grass. What felt like a farce.I left to escape hell, only to find that it was within me. There are no demons that follow. The am the demon, the gargoyle... the mutant. Constantly in dispair. My hope comes alive when I can escape pain; by avoiding reality.I don't want to escape to … Continue reading Inside