Sunday nights almost always have an added pressure on them. Being the night before the work week starts, a good night usually signals a good week. So why am I awake at 2:30 a.m., even though I need to wake up early and get to work? Nightmares. To be honest, I didn't plan on writing … Continue reading Odd Comfort
For the past few days, I have been feeling out of bounds and for some reason, really frustrated. I couldn't put my finger on it until today afternoon, I heard it. "Your reliability factor is going down to zero." And it struck me. As I opened the tabs of my mind to the last few … Continue reading The ‘R’ Word
Surrounded by people, yet completely alone; In a destitute state of mind, with plenty of options. Boarding the spaceship of imagination, she wandered away, Flying to unexplored territories, reliving moments of unexplainable joy; Some people saw her quiet, but really, she was just lost, Lost in the dreams of beauty and star-spangled skies; Her happy … Continue reading A Parallel Universe
Water filled the rock, the rock with a burning, molten orange at its Core. Water flooded the rock, to occupy all of it. But a lone rose petal, stood up and asked, for mercy and for some land for the petal and its family. The water granted its wish, and gave it some land. But … Continue reading Twisted Rose Petal
She was running with the Horses, through the Ocean of tears, to a place, where the Sun and Moon reside. She stumbled, she fell, Blood coloring the Ocean with Death. She ran as far as she could, till her Wings took over. Soaring into the Purple sky as the Rainbow chased her, begging her to … Continue reading Kaleidoscope
She was made of colours Bursting into flames, Like the clouds crashing Into the mountains; But this was never Only about her; It was always about Something bigger than Her or even you! She looked around, and found herself alone; But when she looked inside, Everything she needed, Was right there.
On the bathroom floor, he laid, His throat slit, blood everywhere; Temple of Knowledge tainted. First, they came for the women, Now, it is the children. Did you gain anything from your lust? Lust for a seven-year-old boy? Was he wearing something revealing, Or did he give you a sign? Was it his smile that … Continue reading Yes, you.
This is for all those people who have been always misunderstood; to the people who have constantly build themselves up, only to be kicked to the ground each time they managed to stand up and dream again; to the people, who constantly try to keep their fire alive. I have given up; given up on … Continue reading THE END
