the climb and my dream

it all seems like a dream now the image of me standing atop the cliff with my friend looking around tired and breathless at the mountain peak covered in white and hazed by clouds appearing and disappearing maybe that's the way its supposed to be a tiring climb leading to the top and a hazy… Continue reading the climb and my dream

a place more beautiful than this

i'm sure i heard a sob from the other side of the room echoing as the silent night grew darker and everything else was still just the sound of continuous sobbing escalating with every minute pitching low and then high i couldn't quite muster up the will to wake up from my bed and open… Continue reading a place more beautiful than this

A still-lay monsoon afternoon.

A still-lay monsoon afternoon, Sombre sounds from shore-lines afar And the escalating voices of a soft, subtle-d rain. A Constant buzzing in the air From flies with dragon eyes All wandering in search of rain. And Clouds hovered , Over-faces undiscovered On a dull still-lay monsoon afternoon In Expectance of a something that was to… Continue reading A still-lay monsoon afternoon.