Dear Stranger, I remember seeing you once at the river. I had run away from my house, and wanted to sit somewhere alone, cry all my pain away. The river, behind the closing of the forest was the only secret place of mine. And I used to go there whenever I would feel low. NeverContinue reading “Dear Stranger”
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I am a sailor
I am movingSlow, steady motionYet, yacht quaveringTrying to equilibrizeStanding on the deckI see vastnessBlue……Bluish beneathWild blue yonderAll aroundNot a soulVoice of windYet, deadly silent Salty air, saline breath Sonic, tidal waves Kissing the sides of kitesurferWind caressing my faceTranquility hugging my heart I go to the edgeSudden stumbling of yacht Almost deathHolding on to theContinue reading “I am a sailor”
The feel of writing
Its been longLong since I have scribbled somethingMy thoughts, my emotions Or just my mood swingsIts been too long You wanna know how has it been for meAll this time? Even I don’t know I guess, I was just busy, Busy doing nothing, Nothing productive Just busyContemplating what I had been doing There are soContinue reading “The feel of writing”