The crack in the Iceberg – Part 2

The next morning Gilgamesh was up before the sun could rise, he packed his backpack and waited at the end of the road for a bus that would take him to the foothill region of Pontic Alps in southern Anatolia, Turkey. The local Turkish and Pontic Greek called it the Parhar Mountains meaning high or…

The woman next door.

“Oh my gosh!!! What the heck is going on” yelled my father as he slipped on his slippers, snatched a shirt from the leg side of his bed and reached for the main door. Jumping out of my room with shorts and a vest I ran behind him to see what happened. The neighbors were…

Still in Love.

How does it feel to desperately wait for something that takes a lifetime to arrive and when it eventually comes you find that you don’t want it anymore.  Something that meant the world to you is now not even worth a second thought. I chased after the idea of love like some crazy fool being…

The cottage in Lovedale – 2

A bit anxious and irritable at this moment was natural for an enochlophobic like me. I sunk into my easy chair, towards the end of the hall, after Abigale, stopped me from escaping to my room upstairs. Abigale was a matured young woman of twenty-six now and she knew very well how to convince her…

Jelly on a plate.

What happens when you get too used to the life you live? Either you soak yourself completely into it without questioning its quality in order to die contented with a grateful heart Or there is a pretty good chance that all of a sudden you are gonna wake up and hate everything about it…. And…

Is it love?

  Softer than the whispers of peace on a silent petal. Milder than the pastel hues of calmness itself. I feel your joy surround my soul. With a promise to be mine for evermore…. © Annadine Charles.  

Dejavu

Let’s say we were strangers and never knew each other from Adams and yet there were these strong vibes that were way beyond any comprehension that seemed to send signals of familiarity to every neuron in the structure of our being. So much so when our eyes met they penetrated not just the cornea but…

Refuse if you must.

When evil triumphs and faith dwindles to the scums of despair  and hopelessness.  When every narcissist seems blessed with enablers that thrive at the cost of your kindness. When you can’t believe  what your eyes show you and hearing is strained for no fault of your ears. When your flesh is tired and your soul…

Besmirched.

Shed not a single tear for me when I am gone I won’t be there to plead before  to forgive you for your wrong. Mourn not in slightest repentance for all that you have done it wasn’t something accidental or light enough just for fun. You knew what you were doing when you singed my…