It was after 5 pm when I happened to look outside the window of our living room. The horizon looked purple so I went…

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It was after 5 pm when I happened to look outside the window of our living room. The horizon looked purple so I went…
At 70, his knees are weak now but the heart still hasn’t lost the zeal to explore and admire new places. Flipping out his…
“You live in a world behind foggy mirrors,unreachable of sorts.I, in a universe too obscure.Flying through space and time,sometimes, when our timelines collide,you look…
I wish I could dedicate more time writing poetry and prose. I truly love how words can be weaved together to express emotions –…
I grew up in a place where the evenings were consumed by the wails of foxes and the nights brightened by fireflies. The Orion…
I let it simmer, in the void pit between my lungs, and yet, like crepuscular rays, your words burst out, singeing my bones, and…