Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon

Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon
Dear friend of my heart, phlegmatically achromatic, neither a pinch, nor a slip, not even an off-beat ecstatic, this evening… Read more bamboozled bumfuzzled
dark tan… jumping a branch that shouldn’t’ve been down here… tapping fingers, fingers tap dancing upon smooth ceder wood surfaces,… Read more Live wood. Dead wood. Undead wood.
I think I dropped my phone in your pocket, I can’t find it in either of mine but you have… Read more The Again and Again Edition
What had been the most eager subject of our wonderment was shadows, and shadows of all kinds… we would see… Read more What Wasn’t in the Shadows
“…feels like I am frozen”, said an angsty writer to a hypothetical group of people he had been imagining for… Read more The Writer’s Clock
I feel ties of comradeship weigh down upon my chest. Buried under the crushing weight of my wounded horse, I… Read more Absurd: Comradeship and War
…at your service, your Majesty. A million smiles to your one. Actually, the millions have forgotten all reasons to smile.… Read more Out of Petals; Blown out of Measure?
A glance so glancy that her eyes bleakly resembled the dusk in those heavy brief moments when it was directed… Read more She’s Scary! She Should Sleep!
The evening was visibly pregnant with another night when a dear friend decided to never use her front door again,… Read more Change
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Ceaselessly Sinking In Aesthetic Art & Mediocre Metaphors
The scars of my soul bleed through words in the form of poetry.
Within the well of silence , are thoughts that awaken the soul.....
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