In a world of many colors I feel pushed to black and white As the hues of greys and silvers Raised polemic about taking sides. Albeit Love upholds them all No palette is ever small Cool and warm tints Brush and scrawl No oddballs Fine withal Human pain… Inescapable trait? Could our thoughts go deeper […]
It’s a wonder Shall I say Feeling Deeply How the words In these space Cast such a spell And Wrap the senses In Magic Sphere It’s a wonder How my voice Freely outspells The introvert Blenching slightly where it dwells Ducking upshots From the impel Calling Forces From Beyond Unexpected or Unknown Might foretell The
Twinkle, twinkle Tired eyes… Softly close And say good night Faraway in fairy lands Dreams shall play And I might watch Twinkle, twinkle One, two, three… Puffy white sheep, Snore with me.
Even after my dead they would remain safe. I had taken the necessary precautions to make it impossible for him to find them. He had in-imaginable resources, yes; but that was precisely what I was counting on. I had learned my lesson, a very painful one, I shall said. I had paid such a high
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Out of the corner of my eye I could see light filtering from what seemed a crack in the baseboard to my left. My ankles were firmly tied, and my wrists complained loudly behind my back. It was hard to measure how far I was from the wall in the darkness, and the bulks closing
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I couldn’t seem to find what was bothering me. I kept looking around in autopilot and coming back to my research; my head bouncing like a pinball from screen to everywhere in the room. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was missing something. Was I being watched? Unless by a ghost, there was no
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