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Month: March 2018
The culprit within.
What are emotions and why are we so vulnerable when it comes to the matter of our hearts being miserable. Little weaklings in carcasses of huge creatures we transform in one-fourth of a second to cold blooded from warm. Swelling our meek image to larger than life with red fangs of cruelty, we snarl and strife. …
Nip Them In The Bud: 6 Anxiety Issues That Stunt Kids’ Emotional, Intellectual, & Social Growth
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The last cry .
How I long, to wash away the blood off my hands now that I stand at the edge of my rope I dip them deep in the ocean of my deeds rubbing them well in the waters of my grief the more I rub, the redder they get cold-blooded stains of my past I don’t…
The Unspoken
On one rainy evening I happened to bump into an old friend at a coffee cafe after a tiring days work. Excited, we held out our arms and hugged like never before. It was nice to see that we still felt the same for each other, although we didn’t look the same anymore. Grey hair,…
WHY NOT ME!
All my life I struggled to materialise a faint dream. A dream to be able to identify myself among the crowd and not another lost soul in the sea of heads popping up and down in unison. Prisoners of mediocre thought and life. Could it all seep through my fingers so easily like water running…
Starve the doubt
We always want to rise above and soar the skies like a flying dove. But can we really reach that high when chains of sin within us lie. So let us abstain from gruesome grime it’s never too late for our souls to shine. It’s only through fasting from vices that we are freed to…
Enigma of love.
Between dreams and reality in a subconscious state half asleep and half awake I heard her distinct voice. Not able to understand what she was saying or was she just praying in sharp yet forceful whispers. I struggled to grasp and make sense of it all sweet or bitter words of gall she mattered the…
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