Author: Kaaya

Kaaya

An extensive reader, Kaaya is a lover of classics and romantics. She will only ditch reading for vacations and good food. Say food and you bet she is already salivating. A hopeless romantic, foodie, and roadie, she is always lit. Even on a rainy day, she is as lit as the firefly’s butt.
A photograph of woman with light reflecting her face

Vigil

I have been up all night Listening to squabbles of those mistreated Misheard and misunderstood. I scrolled down the feeds Reading of battles won By the independent and the strong.

Two girls making love to one another

I Love a Woman

I Love A Woman I know a woman She lives across the street. She has slender waist and bony hip Long legs but little feet. Her lips are soft like

Maybe I am you poem about friendship and understanding by kaaya faye

Maybe I Am You

Maybe I Am You When you sit down With a heavy heart, That remembers nothing But how you both fell apart, You find yourself alone, In a distant corner of

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Sacrilege

When I first Looked at myself in the mirror And averted my eyes Ignored to see my own beautiful self I committed blasphemy.   When I sought For others’ ideas

A creepy forest with a river flowing in it covered with trees on both sides

Vadon – Saga of Wilderness

Far, far away Deep in the woods Filled with thick trees and tall grass Lived a man named ‘Saga’ Short and stout Noisy and loud He lived alone Screaming at

Amour Propre

I’d rather trace my fingers Through the map You drew on me last time Than wait for you To miss them again. I’d rather mark My own territories Than wait