“And the irony is; We have to live with our wrong choices and decisions we made, for the rest of our lives. Cause there’s no way of turning back and redo the things. We will stay like this forever until something new cross our paths and mould us into something different.” She said… “You sound […]Read More Despair
It’s easy to fall in love and make someone your sole home. But will you stay discovering the seeping ceiling and yelping windows? Will you adjust if the floor claps and the walls vibrate? Will you?Read More Will You?
Oh Lord, my heart is as cold as ice and as hard as a rock. It gets hurt but doesn’t bleed. Oh Lord, open my chest up, so all I bear can sweep inside and shatter the inner me and awaken me. Break me into smaller pieces and assemble again, because what you love the […]Read More Oh My Lord.
Most of them often wonder the sadness of emptiness, the sadness of loneliness and the sadness of being lost. The sadness that spreads all over, the sadness that keeps flowing like blood and penetrates into the veins. The sadness that covers everything out even in the illuminating days and the sadness that howls under the […]Read More The sadness they don’t know, the sadness they can’t see.
And we have the power to save ourselves from the bad in this brutal world, and its only us who hurt ourselves badly.Read More Indeed we hurt ourselves badly.
You always believe, it’s the heart that’s wrongdoer It’s it that keeps beating and leads you to take a torturous ride? It’s it that shudders you and keep pinning all the time? It’s it that reminds you all the bad and carry all the pain. No, it’s not the heart that’s culprit. It’s your mind […]Read More The Culprit!
“Why do you write?” Somebody asked her. “I do write because I cannot just speak, and believe this is the more expressive way to pour out what haunts me.” “Oh I…” She murmured. “These are not only words, these are the feelings wrapped into the letters, these are the longings that supplicate to be taken […]Read More Why does she write?