Playing with words beyond meaning. Consist mostly of poems and fictions come once a while.
a dose of poem in Tuesday noon.
I see her once more. There is something familiar from the way she smile: ear to ear. I see her once more. There is something peculiar from the way she speak: heart to heart. I
This is my favorite part of my house-featuring my favorite people on earth. This and they: home. Captured with iPhone 6s.
The first time you cry Hipnotized me, o Baby Left me full of tears This is my first attempt at making Haiku. Do you guys have any feedback? – @daRkJasm
Dear Ma, This is a day after your supposedly 62nd birthday. Do you have any idea how much I miss you? I guess you have, since you are there in the ever after life, but
Today’s Prompt: Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more. Make today’s post the first in a three-post series. I was crying so hard when my sister
“Home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit ever answered to, in the strongest conjuration.” – Charles Dickens My nostrils are dancing happily because
...because every corner of mind has its own stories.
A woman who loves black and white but stuck in the grey. a Happy wife, Proud Mother, and an Operational psychologist in the making. Currently loves to write about life and what happen around it. Expect to find many random thoughts in between.
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