Circles never end. I'm sweet with a twist of hood in your face. I ain't human, I am a piece of art with a heart
Ungodliness of the hour. Here dawns the emotions we dare not spill. I won't explain what defines an hour deemed ungodly because besides not having the word count, I am uncertain about the exact definition. Here is a tale of blankets, pillows, pain, beds and tears. Here is the spark definition of shreds. Days have… Continue reading Unknown Beknowest
Dear stranger, this is a draft. I sat down to write this after our encounter last evening. I know you know it is me because of what you made me do and what you did in response. I have not the slightest idea who you are, what you look like or even your name. That… Continue reading Stranger
Let us have a conversation. Shall we? Okay, this actually is going to be my one sided conversation. This practically is what my spirit tells his each time we want to start a full blown conversation. I cannot deny the fact that I can be crazy sometimes.I used to think that was silly until I… Continue reading Bloom, My Sherlock Holmes!
School is fast approaching and I cannot deny the fact that I already am troubled. Honestly speaking, it feels like 2017 is returning. The only difference is it is going to be in a new environment, with strangers who I know nothing about and who have had no strings with my life before and… Continue reading Troubled
I know you are decisive, otherwise, how would you have made the choices you made, I know you are wise, otherwise how would you have carefully advised yourself and successfully overpowered the court in my head? I know you are eagle-eyed, otherwise, how would you have seen right through me like you did? I… Continue reading Now down to letting go…
Girl, it sure has been a while since we sat down and had some serious conversation between the three of us (me, myself & I). I feel the need to call for this 'me time' meeting at this time of the day despite the fact that you are at work because I feel like we… Continue reading Dear ol’ Mel
She walks in beauty, like the night, of cloudless climes and starry skies,and all that is best of dark and bright images. In his mind are flashbacks of her. Snapshots of memories caught by the shutter of the blink of his eye. She... They call her topcop 001. She was the inspiration. Coupled with `Battle… Continue reading The She – Wolf