A bead of sweat escapes through the pores of her skin and trickles down her face and she lets it, so intent is she on her task at hand, that she doesn’t notice it or even the fly that seeks her acknowledgment by doing a crazy dance around her. She faces her task with the…
Category: Fictional
Hellos from the Past
What happens when you suddenly feel the urge to talk to people you used to know, do you face your fears and make that risky phone call?? is it worth the risk of reopening healed scars? or should we let the dead chill in peace?? well, my latest story describes the feeling and my own experience making that call. What would you do? let me know in the comments.
Love Dies
03:55,That last kiss before we slept,Those Tears in your eyes,hurt and blood in mine,When I promised that we’d be fine,When we fought to keep it together,and I spewed together forevers,wishing that the night had been longer.that we’d slowed down time,That we weren’t mere mortals.When I started to miss you while you were in my arms,and…
Alone
Sunday mornings are meant to be relaxed,but I don’t feel the calm a single bit,So I try to recollect the conversations,Browse through texts, stickers and emojis,hope that I’ll discover something new,Anything to bring back the heights you brought to life. The things that helped me get by when you were away,Now offer momentary happiness,I smile…
Let me Heal
And I was poorer than a church mouse, So you must’ve felt I couldn’t be a great spouse, Couldn’t give you your dream house, And I asked you to trust me, told you it would take time, But we’d be great, said I was short now, But one day we’d have plenty, Like a bag…
The search
“You spend your whole life looking for answers because you think the next answer will solve all your problems: make you a little less miserable, because when you run out of questions you don’t just run out of answers… you run out hope.” – House. Some days I need gin, On others Guinness will do,….
Sleeping Damsel
Because nothing ever lasts and we only live once,am enjoying this moment, risking your wrath,but inscribing it in my memory as a keepsake,staring at you and being amazed at your beautiful. The rays of light violating the cheap curtains,your disheveled hair, floating above the duvet,your deceased sister’s name skillfully inked on your shoulder,your phone charging…
I let go
This one is about letting go of the things and people that are out there to cause you harm