A pretense

6 faces. 8 corners. Sharp edges. Monotone. Compact. Boxed. A box. We are the box. Well… that’s what they say. If I like red and your favourite colour is red, we belong to the same box. If I like dystopian novels and your favourite book happens to be the hunger games, we fit into the…

A Sweet Fate

Can you see the pieces scattered on the ground? Broken and sharp with the ability to pierce and hurt. Fragments of your past self glittering in the fluorescent light. Taunting you. “Pick me up”, they whisper. You’re tempted. Tempted to reshape and form a weapon of destruction. To hunt and destroy. To test theories. And…

A Flawed creature

Realizing the flaw in your own character, is sometimes the biggest step to growth. Acknowledging your sharp edges and odd angles, allows you to accept yourself. Both mind and body. None of us are perfect. We’re all a little weird. A little quirky. Or like me, a little mean and sometimes rude. It’s easier to…

Paroxysm

Paroxysm – a sudden attack or outburst of a particular emotion or activity. “a paroxysm of weeping” Her soul bleeds in colour. Red for passion. Blue for peace and serenity. Yellow for happiness. Black for sorrow. Her hands reach out, while her fingers grasp onto nothing but fear. While you look both ways before crossing…

N*ked brown skin girl

She once put pen to paper and let the ink colour the pages. She once let an amorous soldier see half her truth. She let him touch her with his eyes … only his eyes. But eyes are said to be the window to the soul. Unfortunately he looked through a broken window, with sharp…