Listen

There are days when I listen to the words coming out of my mouth as closely as I can, after the words have left me, materializing into sounds. What do the words mean, where do they lead me? Sometimes guilt takes over, a little ounce of arrogance speaking; but time is so that it shall…

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It’s That Time of The Year

It is that time of the year when we say, shockingly, surprisingly or sadly, “It’s the year end already!” “How fast time flies!” And I begin to wonder how should I wish the world the start of a new calendar. I do not understand what time does to us, or is it our brains? I…

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Chilly | Poem

The wind blows, piercing cold radiating from the inside of the bones. Curl and twist to keep warm, dreaming of blossom as leaves fall over the ground. Chilly mornings, waiting for the sun to shine.

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