The Sense of being; and what not.

You thought the answers would’ve emerged with the experience acquired, you believed the promises of blue elders, who told you that time was a friend and age was just a number. Others before you who stated you were a shadow of…

Love of strangers

“Love of strangers”. I Like the way you are Like the way we are No game plan, no feeling hurting nothing in between us  Because we are just a stranger at this moment never knows this will change into something special that usually occurs in two  unknown to one knows life. I’m a stranger to…

The teenager who couldn’t translate his feelings

Opening the door carefully, Amir came in, back from his late soccer training. His younger brothers were already sleeping. Well, not all of them; Malik’s bed was empty. That rascal! Out in the night again! After all those reprimands, he does not learn how to behave. He just feels and does whatever he pleases. And…

“Tame me “

  “Your mystery is not your face, then your own eyes to “hold down the feelings to everything which has a power to transform someone into something through these eyes” By Chirayu  Read more texts by this author

It’s all in your head

I just won’t let it consume me. I would be part of my own movie, because in my head everything is that way, and how beautiful could it be…

Fearless

Be fearless, it’s not your fault darling. This world was never meant to stand strong women. By Anjum Choudhary Read more texts by this author

Salt

I am a drop

of salt

lost in

the sea …

Musical prompts 1: The Pugilist

Pugilist: [pyoo-juh-list] A person who fights with the fists; a boxer, usually a professional. I’ve fallen, deep into something I can’t quite call love, for it could lead to misunderstandings, romance as the top of mind in most heads, but love has many forms, and there is this one, that still makes my skin turn…

Quantum Immortality//

The roaring gunshot is the last thing I hear this time, knowing that this will  be the last time I’ll see your light brown eyes. No more false alarms or extra chances will be given to rewind. Whose chest has it struck? Yours or mine?  I continue to ask myself this as I close my…