The day I met you, the sky was grey, The day I felt you, the sky was dark with clouds, they burst forth bringing little…
Living forward to death
When life refused to befriend Zooni, She chose to look forward to death. She had believed too much in life’s loony tunes, dying was windy,…
Mind and it’s windy games
Stop playing mind games, For my heart is in flames for the one who has a java scripted name, Tall, dark, handsome of hunky dory…
Bad bad but so is sad….
Curling down in a corner lay a will. “Why do you cry?” The Will was wounded, attempted but fell again. It’s sinews were alive, bleeding,…
Pillows
Twittering Tales #125 – 26 February 2019 We were small when we began sleeping on pillows made from mustard seeds stuffed in a cover and sewed…
Do humans know enough about love or is it the animals?
http://www.instagram.com/insta.animalloverz/p/BuRnnNRg3ss/ We often praise ourselves for being the supreme most beings born with a mind and soul. We often negate various existential beings though. We…
Valentino valentine🔥
The story goes from a man to a woman, From strong love to weak compassion, From dominant arms to feeble alm, From smouldering eyes to…
Memories
People who become memories, some alive and some dead. An alive memory