Years have passed, yet it keeps wandering from drawer to drawer—a letter. The words begin to blur, but their meaning cuts deeper across the worn edge...Read more
Control: to have power over, to keep within limits. Accordingly to the definition What do we really have control over Can we stretch time Or slow i...Read more
Sorrow and joy fail me; but it is my family. Connected by blood and bonds true; that is family. A rare blessing; are friends who become family. Tor...Read more
The heart is soft for the loud world, still it bears it for us. We don't need such a cruel world , a small act is enough for us. We may be late for...Read more
She was telling me about the day she achieved her dreams. And I kept saying to her, if only your childhood could return, if only I had been a part of ...Read more
Let's learn how to write Ghazal today. So, what is a Ghazal and what is its structure? (Pronunciation: “guzzle”) Originally an Arabic verse form dea...Read more
I admit it, he was the one most skilled at sending kites high into the sky, yet the first to give up when the wind fought back. He could climb tree...Read more
His love was as silent as flowers abloom. Always quiet. Always gentle. Always right there. His love was like a little creek - all sunlight and spark...Read more
I've spent five years Learning all the wrong things of you. Now I want the veil lifted the blurry vision rectified I want to spend another five years...Read more
You are of Shylock. And unlike Shakespeare’s Antonio I find myself wanting to settle your pound of flesh Blood veins and all. I wish to rip out of me...Read more
She hails from the south, In the frost-blanketed plains, Where the vibrant pink displays Rain with blooming cosmos. A dawn of gentleness, Softening t...Read more
He doesn't yell at me when he gets mad. He comes home to me every night. He holds me when my anxiety gets the best of me. The one constant in my life....Read more
She was like a rose to me. Cherry red. My fingers ache at softness to touch. Shape of a peach. Rain like candy too much. Softness my hands cradle like...Read more
When do I become a man? Is it when I manipulate my people? Is it when I get a slap on the wrist instead of time in jail because I have potential? Is i...Read more
In my head. There's just noise. Comments like static. Sharp as a knife. My emotions bleed to this every day. Nights where nightmares make me seem blea...Read more
I wish - I could make my dream come true. Within it lies - a canvas with countless hues. My dream - is so big, bigger than a moun...Read more