Worn Traditions #writephoto

I was standing on the verge of the same old worn steps that had endured merciless tradition for centuries. They were crafted by the feet of the women before me, pressured by the society, and the society before that and so on. They didn’t choose this path. There was always somebody holding the emotional whip... Continue Reading →

Cocoon – poetry #writephoto

I heard my name between serrated whispers Those whispers crawled like slimy worms over my solitude Disgust rose to my throat like mercury shooting up And I saw fear peeking through curtains with conniving eyes Rubbing its hand together, watching my next move My wings started rolling into themselves from all edges, slowly Every feather... Continue Reading →

Make me calm #WritePhoto #Poetry

Cold Make me cold Like those stone walls So old Calm Make me calm Like that baby’s hand Nestled in my palm Still Make me still Just like the winter ocean ..tranquil.. Cry Don’t make me cry Like that smoldering rain Drizzling from red sky Light Show me some light It’s getting dark and i’m... Continue Reading →

Rains of time #writephoto

I love black. I love blue. I love grey. I love when light turns every vibrant structure into a shadow and sends the whole scene into monochrome It’s not darkness of my mind. It's not sadness of my heart. It’s the simplicity that my eyes crave. My eyes wants to see the worlds stripped of colors.... Continue Reading →

My tranquility, my light #writephoto

And then popped your image Between hundreds of pictures Your light brown side parted hair Partially draping your visage Falling on your shoulder Like a stream of gold Cascading down In perfect harmony And that smile When you are not really smiling And you are trying not to They say I got that from you... Continue Reading →

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