While trying to keep my head right in a world filled with distractions and pleasures which I, which we all indulge in once in a while or at the maximum, relationships are born, friendships are made, bonds created and mysteries evolve. While some remain constant, some grow, evolve, ever changing and dynamic, regardless of what …
A Good Day to Die Young
Its normal, quite normal to fawn over the problems of the day, the week, the month, the year even sometimes the life I've lived. I forget sometimes that life is always in balance. A measure of good for a measure of evil. Its so easy to give in to my pessimistic nature, to look at …
These Paths
I'll sit still, listen, while you tell me a story A foreverland A happily ever after A smile that never fades A heart protected so it never breaks Of undying love Of unbroken hearts Of remembered promises Of care and affectionate words This was what we thought This was how we thought This was the …
Self Check
All men are dogs     True? Most men are dogs    Really? Some men are dogs   Right? Few men are dogs     OK...? Still thinking of the correct statement to classify men as, in a world where the need for equal rights for males and …
Pay me in Attention
It's lonely here, it's always been. Keeping to myself was one of the many talents I'd acquired over time; being ignored seemed like something I could do without even having to think twice. Life was good till I started learning more about myself and how my desperate need to be a chameleon on the wall …
Hearts do Heal Around Here (A Poem)
Hearts do heal around hereI see your heart's achingFor care, love and attentionI know it's been tossed and turnedInside out, used like a rag doll,Beaten like a defeated pinata, It's almost still, it's beat a faint slow rhythm like dull footsteps on an asphalt roadHearts do heal around hereI feel the ache, the wants, the …
Hearts do Break Around Here (A Poem)
Hearts do break around hereI've seen them littered on the floorTired flesh, drained of emotionsDevoid of love, without the flow of bloodHearts do break around hereIcy and cold, the glass and stonedShattered into a millions shardsWith their screams never heard, stories untoldHearts do break around hereThe proud, the meek, finding what they seekChasing endlessly, till …
A Single Word
You've probably heard, seen or been told that life and death is in the power of the tongue, I'm not writing about that.I canI can notThe Difference: NOTA single word changed the dynamics of the sentence, one optimistic, the other pessimistic. The difference might not be much but the impact is great. You decide, you …
The Devil is in the Details
They all sat, huddled together at the table while the conversation went on. Soon the banters set in and one after the other, secrets were exposed. Not the deep ones, no one really knows your deepest secrets or do they?Secret, secrets... Acts, deeds, words, thoughts unknown by his neighbor. He planned to lay it to …
The Haunted Road by Royver
The old woman sat by the fire, watching the bean cakes fry. It was a particularly cold night and the warmth emanating from the flames was comforting to her frail and skinny body. She watched the akara as their edges began to turn brown then gently but deliberately turned them over so the uncooked side …
A Diary with Thoughts 