A soul that's different to mine, almost a world apart but the attraction is undeniable and the feeling's too strong. I finally understand how it is to truly see someone. From the way the corner of his eyes crinkle when he laughs, and how easily he offers a smile or the way he speaks and … Continue reading First Crush
Category: writing
Time
It is a distant lover, a seductress, with a teasing smile, it beckons closer, closer, yet so far then it is gone within seconds. It is the fog before your path that conceals what is ahead and creeps across your skin entrapping you in its thread. It is the morning and the night, all the … Continue reading Time
Stories
I could fill a million shelves with the stories of our lives, leather bound volumes and countless archives. Stacked together in neat rows, gold lettering down the spines in many different colours, all so demure in their lines. Some would collect dust, hidden away from sight, while others would be worn the bindings no longer … Continue reading Stories
Afraid
I'm not afraid of the dark but I'm scared of the things that it hides and holds. I'm not afraid of heights but I'm scared of the vertigo, of imagining the pain if I were to suddenly fall. I'm not afraid of getting close but I'm scared of rejection and judging my worth based on their … Continue reading Afraid
Float
I've always wondered, looking up at the sky what it would be like to leap up and fly I'd have the wind beneath, rushing up as my guard keeping me afloat it wouldn't be hard For the burden of staying on the ground everyday bares down on my shoulders, it won't go away It's expectations … Continue reading Float
Blessing = Dream
Your sight is the dream of a blind man Your small home is the dream of the homeless Your difficult job is the dream of the unemployed Your naughty child is the dream of the childless Your health is the dream of the terminally ill Your youth is the dream of the elderly Your life … Continue reading Blessing = Dream
Silence
Ever since I can remember I could hear what silence said Just like the song on an instrument that a musician often played Sometimes I would quietly listen trying not to make a sound like when I used to hide away hoping I wouldn't be found At times I thought I misheard and that it … Continue reading Silence
Water
And, just like water there will be times where we carve through rocks or fill up oceans by gently flowing while other times just like rain we will fall so fast without direction and hope that we land without breaking or that someone catches us before we hit the ground - S
Little Feet
Dear Readers, I had started writing this a few weeks ago as a tribute to all the innocent children in the world who have been killed in terrible and unfortunate events that should not have occurred. There have been horrific cases in places like Gaza, Iraq, Myanmar, Syria, attacks in Europe and the list goes … Continue reading Little Feet
Unanswered
A bottomless, fathomless, endless expanse of thoughts that have silent fingers and a voiceless whisper. They caress and stir the unanswered questions that are larger than life and life itself. Their journey leads not to a dead end but the gaping mouth of an ocean of curiosity. There is water but the thirst is not … Continue reading Unanswered