Empty Streets

The empty streets reek Of a strange emotion The mysterious impression Drains the freshness of the air Like the blend of cuisines Leaking from a million weary pots Dwellings are inclined To keeping the knobs as are Just like they should the dwellers Hiding in the privileged dwellings From the starving dark shadows Passing by…

Sunday Inspiration |The Violent Wind

The violent wind hits hard and watches in admiration as the trees swayed from side to side in distress. She hit again and again to raze the trees, but the trees refuse to yield, instead, they pretend to be having a good time. They are in pain but determined to confuse the wind. The wind…

Writing In Times Of Difficulty

Writing could happen the same way you relax on a beach stretcher sipping on your choicest drink as long as you are at peace within you, On the other hand, writing could be almost impossible when there is rioting in the mind due to a pressing issue. If you are able to continue with your…

The Scenery Is Set

The scenery is set In it’s perfect means The birds chant merrily To console bruised souls Their melodious songs Meant to curb every pain The benign doves Ascend and descend Beneath the bluest sky This sky retains no anguish From the tears of the night The butterflies flap their wings Over the optimistic flowers The…