Dear Pearl,Today you realised finally that we are not what we used to be anymore. So much changed in just a couple of years. We were kids when we met first. So young, so full of life, of hope, of optimism. I was drawn to the sound of your laughter, to the your halo your … Continue reading Dear Pearl
Day: July 18, 2019
Fallout
When we first met, we were both stranger in a new city. Grieving for home. For everything, everyone left behind. But there was something in you. Your smile. Your eyes. Or maybe you reminded me too much of her. We grew closer, as if gravity pulling. I was a black hole. Unable to let go. … Continue reading Fallout
First
I've done a lot of this. Writing. Poems. Novels. Short stories. Stories about spies. About panthers. (no connection to T'challa). Poems are my repertoire. That's a word I learnt from Assassins Creed 3. I've done it all. Except blog. I had time in my hands and words in my head. So lets do it, I … Continue reading First
Testing
Attention please.
Stories are meant to be told 