It's been a while now since I wrote something and finally thought to come back to life before the year ends, and hopefully doesn't end me! Here we go... His eyes made her sink into a black hole of tranquility, His touch sent endless chills down her spine; arousing her into another dimension, His voice... Continue Reading →
Hello WordPress Fam Jam and Newbies. Hope your quarantining is going smoothly. On a serious note, for me the routine is like regular days except I can't go to the park or swimming! I wrote something in less than thirty seconds today and dedicate it to the present situation. Enjoy!
Wrong choices can be enjoyable experiences, and sometimes bad things or even the worst possible things can project you towards a path in which you can get the best or even the best of the best. Don't lose hope, darling, be patient and optimistic — after every storm, there is a rainbow. ☀ (Love exists... Continue Reading →
She was shown the truth,Not in words, but in reflections,Harbouring no illusions,Perceptions are utter lies,She was more or less than I. [MK's Quill] (01.08.17) Loft 29. I am a staunch believer of the fact that the answer to everything lies with time; time is the key.
Over the last weeks days, I having been fighting multiple battles and the biggest one was how to entertain an welcomed guest who arrives from nowhere and at no specific time—depression. I have been fighting it since O levels and even though my health is crashing constantly over the passage of years; I am growing... Continue Reading →
She rushed towards the sink, with her heart pounding fast and lungs gasping for air. She looked up to the mirror and stared at the ghost before her. It had pale skin, as if a blur current had passed underneath and sunken eyes with purple rings perching on the ledges of its cheekbones, protruding from... Continue Reading →
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She was laying in her bed, eyes full of tears waiting for him; It seemed like forever. She had covered her face with her hands and kept on weeping in frustration. Her mascara spilled all over her face like ink spreading when it first kisses paper. She was thinking why he had eventually said, "I... Continue Reading →
I have days when I just write and my hands cannot stop for any known reason and then there are days when I don't want to even read or let alone write a sentence. A monochromatic phase of my life, dull, lifeless and you have no count of time. It’s true, “Life is a short... Continue Reading →