Walking Out of the Storm
WALKING OUT OF THE STORM The rain had left the streets ravaged. In a strangely beautiful way. The way love leaves us, Shattered…
Month: April 2019
Unfinished Kiss
#AnOdeToLove Can we freeze this moment? Right here. You and me, the rains drenching us, Hiding from prying eyes. A heartbeat away from…
Reflection of the Creator
He stealthily painted the skies, the clouds, the hills and trees and right when he was rinsing his paint brush at the pond,…
The Perfect Crime Scene
The bouquet was taut in my hand with a beautiful paper protecting it. Or perhaps, protecting my hands. It was funny! Why would…
Old, Eerie Souls
Grey Old Eerie Brimming with stories If you look carefully, you can see forms, like wisps of smoke trying to enter the house…
Nothingness that Enbraces Me
PEELING PAINT That long lost memory that resurfaces Like a blow on your face, And you are torn between wondering Where the memory…
Making Your Own Happiness
Here’s a picture from my walk last week. One day I want to live in a house like this, with French windows and…
The Longest Slumber
As I walked into their land, whispers of the spirits couldn’t be missed. They had a story to tell and they would tell…
Hesitating At the Entrance
The gate. It’s ajar; an invitation. I don’t know what’s within. I can walk in or choose to ignore it. It looks eerie.…
Ghosts That Await You
I look out my window Towards that make-shift gate, I have been waiting, For long and it’s about time. It’s just me, the…