poetry

Enclosed.

Can you imagine?Underneath the night sky,sparingly scattered leaves,Wavering myself in muddy sand, that voice called me. It yelled for me.I made effort to run. To escape.Startled as I flee, the voice comes closer.At the very dead end, I knew there's no more way."I have you! Game over. Dead end!" The voice echoes from afar.I realized… Continue reading Enclosed.

Uncategorized

Something Creative – Part three.

The mystery behind this is called Life. It has a way of making you think and reflect on how far you've come and also about the people around you. A lot have envisioned to achieve something big for themselves and in the end, they don't draw motivation from those that are supposed to elevate them… Continue reading Something Creative – Part three.