In that one poem I wrote, You were the first word. That entered my mind. It started with you. My poem, my masterpiece. And then, the emotion… Read more “You Write Poetry, you’d Understand”
I wish I was someone else… anybody’d do except this person that I am. I wish I could craft like some of my friends do. Beautiful gifts… Read more “Random Thursday Thought”
When I was a kid, my dear mother ensured I stayed away from tea. I guess, feeding milk to their children is an inherent trait in mammalian… Read more “Tea Strength, Birthdays, and other Depressions”
Staring at a blank paper, I started my journey. It was interfered at times, With the hysterics of my words. A few thoughts, unconcerned. Then it was… Read more “Blankness”
Duzan Domestica, however, had been too long in this line of business to miss why this green-skinned, strange looking girl was there in his clinic. Despite her emotionless face and heavy makeup, her smile lines were more than visible. Fanning out at the corner of her lines were several small wrinkles resembling a cat’s whiskers or a crow’s feet. Then there were the horrible concaves bracketing her thick lips, almost conquering her nasolabial region. Duzan focused hard on her left cheek but was not sure what to make of it. He reflected for a while. Then, “Smile,” he sighed and issued the one command that only he could give without risking his life.
Image Source “Natural selection,” the voice said, “is obsolete now.” Zac was struggling to focus on the words that were resonating all around him. Despite having memorized… Read more “SPPRIG Testing Laboratory”
All alone in a bathtub, With no water calming my nerves. Naked, I am lying curled up. Foetal style, ready to return. Pure and intact To my… Read more “Free will, Shcmee will!”
They wanted me to rebel, against their atrocities, which they committed, mainly to provoke me. I knew they were wrong, that they needed to be stopped, Or… Read more “Rebellion”
What do you say to it?
Giving up on each other,
once and for all!
Here is another entry from our #WringoInk. project. Image Source Monday: She was reading something. We were in a library surrounded by books. I was glad she… Read more “Blown Out of Proportion — Wringo Ink.”