Where The Lost Thoughts Go

(This is a story (edited version) I wrote for Diamond’s Photostory contest. It was very much an impulsive write and I apologise in advance if it appears nonsensical). I saw him from a distance. It was a mere glimpse, but I registered so much of his face in that tiny fraction of a second. He…

Quiddity

“It isn’t by getting out of the world that we become enlightened, but by getting into the world…by getting so tuned in that we can ride the waves of our existence and never get tossed because we become the waves.”― Ken Kesey, Kesey’s Garage Sale Through a seam in the fabric of existenceDoes the day’s soul leak…

“What dreams do you dream?” ft. Huckleberry

“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”― Anatole France ( D here! This is a Q&A with a very special guest hosted by yet another new face, someone I absolutely love and trust! Kudos to Evin for suggesting this idea! Today, my pet dog, Willy is going to be interviewing…

In Burgundy

“Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding it.”― Lloyd Alexander Under a temporal roof, doesThis tale take place.When they refused to standFor fear of falling,In Burgundy, we chased the stars. Forgotten thoughts left to oscillateBetween realms unknown, were all we were.As daisies* witheredUnder stares of scrutiny,In Burgundy we blossomed. Victims of…

A Porcelain Story

Take a seat and watchAs the rich, burgundy curtains are drawn. On the dais is seatedAn ivory, porcelain cup. As the light dims and time warps,The past comes by, to whisk you along. * * * * “She was a lonely porcelain,On a faraway shelf, did she spend her youth. Love at first sight is…

The Puppet Heart

Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope: The Essential Writings and Speeches He found her on the roadside, many thoughts ago. Like a flower frozen in spring was she, with blond ringlets and stark blue eyes….

Home

One never reaches home,’ she said. ‘But where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.― Hermann Hesse, Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend Where the skies rain beauty,Where the trees shed joyAnd man bleeds greed,Peace, we await your return. Where destiny’s hopesAre written in the…

Closure

Nothing changes until people decide to do the things they must, in order to bring about peace.― Shannon L. Alder Sometimes the harder one holds on, the more they realise why they should let go. The day is young and we trudge along the numerous alleyways and by-lanes, all packed with fables of days bygone. Just…

A Christmas Tale ❄️

The true Christmas spirit is putting others’ happiness before our own, and finding you’ve never known such happiness.–Toni Sorenson The silver glow of Christmas twilight,Saw the child staggering home,Into the dark, frosty woods. Fingers frozen, in she wentTo see her brother weeping.“Santa’s forgotten us”, the little one cried . ‘Twas a Christmas dayWhen love discovered…