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Nine Hours Apart…

Pulsating with life, the beat of my heart was excited with the expectations of meeting her across the vast sea of distance after for a long time. I was prepared for the eight-hour flight with my sturdy companion- a book.... Continue Reading →

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time is short.

Wondering what life would be if I were to put down all my temptations, deflect all my poisons and working my ass off for the betterment of myself as I scrolled through the pixelated reality that reflected the empty windows... Continue Reading →

“Let There Be Light.”

Time and time had passed me once again, I was standing singularly in the incessant current flow of events, I was dragged by the nose instead of having my own will to go about my life. My shortcoming was the... Continue Reading →

even the rocks will cry out

somnolent nights, wretched banalities, living life just as it is, intended, constructed. scrolling through the endless pixelated valley, falling prey into contempt, temptations, delusions. days and nights passing by as if time slipped away from my control. choices and chances... Continue Reading →

a million times

Sprawling wide across the cold hard ground, I was awakened from my repose, awaiting for the next dose of goodness from reality- the fragmented fabrication of pixels. I knew I wanted more of it, my body craved for it, the... Continue Reading →

a million pieces

"this is it..." nothingness engulfed me as the overwhelming waves of redundancy and comfort swarmed my conscience. "something is lost..." I was too caught up with myself, the things that I was doing, and I eventually lost it. somewhere... sometime...... Continue Reading →

Too Good To Be True

The tinge of the russet skies dawned the book store at the heart of Kuala Lumpur. I realised that I was there for almost the whole day, indulging myself in the new-found love for suspense romance stories, oblivion to the... Continue Reading →

Selling Away My Birthright.

Everyone is blessed with the prerogative to choose and to determine their future paths. You can be doing things that you have in mind if you can just do it; you can be with the one that you desire if... Continue Reading →

GREATER

Blood was dripping down my chin as I stood wobbly with a beaten-up body, I was at my limits as my vision started to swirl into a blurry tango. The opponent was laying flat right in front of me, not... Continue Reading →

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