Writer’s block

So, what is writer's block? Do you remember that time when his little finger grazed your wrist, amidst the whispered conversation, steady eye contact, and lip gazing? How you stuttered on the next word, fumbled between your thoughts, trying to forget the shiver running up your spine, like a dew drop on the foggy window? … Continue reading Writer’s block

A new shade.

Is it just me who's blind, Or did the world go blind too? I don't know where, or how to look for the answer, without my eyes. The wind can speak, And the leaves can gossip. The sun can giggle, And the clouds can cry. How has this remained a secret for so long? Every … Continue reading A new shade.

11:11s.

There are some things that bother me every night after 2 AM, after I listen to music with lyrics that do nothing except reminding me that you'll never be mine. It bothers me that I'll never love someone this way ever again. Love changes everyday, and it bothers me that you'll never be my constant. … Continue reading 11:11s.

Hope and caution. 

Hope and caution. "If only you knew how terrified I am." - Unknown I'm the pieces of a puzzle no one wants to solve. Not even me. Why would I when it will only make an abstract image that makes no sense? Why would I when I've been told time and time again by my … Continue reading Hope and caution. 

Snow.

Snow. "We are like a snowflake. All different in our own little way." - Unknown She wasn't the perfect six-fold symmetry crystal. She had four white feathers spread throughout unevenly. And she wasn't a Polaroid. But she was what made you believe that you could be beautiful anyway. So when she walked towards him wearing … Continue reading Snow.