Latest from the Blog“paper has more patience than people”- the diary of a young girl, Anne Frank.
- My coloursIn the sky,we wish to see rainbows bring colour to our lives,But why wait till that rainbow comes,for the moment the sun too wishes to meet the rain,but here we stand making our own rainbows,in our own skies,skies with only bright shining stars,where even the darkness of the night,causes a glow on our face,you areContinue reading “My colours”
- Knots and crossesLike weaved patterns,loomed and destined,tied with no way of escapade.Like spider webs,thin yet strong,crafted into locks,with no keys, trapped.Heartstrings, that are played,with love and pain,bound by the depth of our tunes,rhyming with our emotions,that fade away and come back dancing,in torment and jubilation.Like a lonely soul,with knots and crosses,no spiders or colours,no keys or tunes,noContinue reading “Knots and crosses”
- An EndingAn Ending. Her hands twitched and the corner of her lips twisted into a smile, my mind raced as the as I stared at the splattered blood ahead of me, I hadn’t meant it at all but that girls face never faded. It was a mistake an accident, a hot summer day, scorching heat, weContinue reading “An Ending”
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