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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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Wooden Shack

Summer was as sweltering as ever, an arid breeze brushed through my complexion further drying up my lips, I was passing by the neighborhood where the dilapidated house was located. The advice, a warning rather, given by everyone was a... Continue Reading →

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Merged

Outstretched, my hand was quivering in the thin line between reality and knowing-it-all. I was uncertain at this point, this would greatly change my life, lingering back and forth with my decision-¬†Will I continue to be human? No, I am... Continue Reading →

Overwhelmingly Overwhelmed.

Willingly, I volunteered to march into this gauntlet, a pitch black arena where ends did not meet, at all. My heart was adamant to get through this path that I picked, my hands were trembling from the sweat profuse from... Continue Reading →

Fallen Angel

Blinded, I could not see the pathway that was laid in front of me. Adrift, as if I was amnesiac, I had lost my way, clueless about where I was heading to. My wings were wearied, my heart was flurried... Continue Reading →

Tried

Shambles. I am deluded by my own shallow world, circling around in my own little arc of comfort. Ethereal glow of pride is perceived as the pulsating beat of growth, I am blind, failing to see the real side of... Continue Reading →

Pulled Away

Another day, another time wasted talking about change, but not executing it. I sat at the corner of my bed, scrolling mindlessly through my phone, shutting myself out of any form of life except from my phone. Occasionally, I would... Continue Reading →

Glassy Skies

Tipping my life on the glassy edifice, a city built in transparency, moulded together by the super-cooled liquid glass, encapsulated with my thoughts and feelings. I measured myself in the palace of crystalline glass, a tiny physical presence but I... Continue Reading →

Music Box Escape

The room was serenading with the loneliness that I was shrouded with, only the gramophone was spinning lifelessly in loops of frivolity, encapsulating myself in this claustrophobic space of uncertainty, but familiarity. I was in my ballet attire, the floor... Continue Reading →

Terrains of Colonies

Uncharted terrains of wasteland was tread upon by me, armed with nothing to the teeth, this route was the only way to get to my destination, it was filled with vile beasts, that was what the folks said, but nothing... Continue Reading →

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