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I shall love one day. Cupid is calling, happiness is around. Hold on to it, heart said. But something is pulling me back. While I want to go ahead. I was waiting for love. When it is finally here,. Why do I refrain? Because the wound of lost love. Tears are not dried up yet,. I shall not give up on hope,. Destiny will find a way. I shall bloom one day. I shall love one day. Oh Mother, please take me back.
The mighty ocean cannot be contained within a jar. Such is the burning passion, that cannot be contained, enveloped within my skin. Of elephantine lips on my baby face,. And have power of my own,. I do whatever pleases me. When in possession of ink and virgin sheet,.
Hiding a crippling need for approval. I always wondered what a. Paper town would look like. With buildings made of cheap. Cardboard, with windows cut. Into them, and awnings created. With thermocol and glue, and. Cellophane paper for glass, in. Colours like blue, green, and. Cherry red, colouring the insides. Of the paper houses with hues. That looked like what crime. Class would, and I finally knew. What a paper town looked like.
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Recap for New Communication Technology Module. Today is the last day of school, last lecture and last tutorial for NCT. When i was first introduced to this module, i fear it alot. Being a tech-moron, i honestly hated using social media tools. I have an inactive facebook account. However, being under such circumstances, i was left with no choice but to learn to pick up using twitter, facebook and blogging.
Words of a thinker lost in the sands of time. He was like a fresh burst of air,. A year that started off. Like a wreath on Christmas. As I ran into my dearest place in the world,. There was something about the way you held me. As your strong arms enveloped my feeble body,. There was something about the way I unwound. As you put your chin on my head,.
There has been much going on in my personal life, changes and decisions being made and those posts are only appropriate for my mature blog. If you are 18 years or older, please join me at my other blog which I hope you will enjoy. Originally posted on A Blog About Nothing and Everything. She seeks to be effortless. To walk with grace and dignity.