02 Monday Oct 2017
There’s a sign that says: Four people died here. A cascade of water tumbles over rocks into a pool. On the edges, it’s clear; you can see silt at the shallow bottom. The pool, though, is dark. It leads to a cavern hidden beneath the surface, undercurrents dragging the water there and holding it. […]
via Where Four People Died — J. W. Armstrong
01 Sunday Oct 2017
I wish my life was like a poem then I would be beautiful. I would have rhythm, cadence, imagery; my rhymes they would be plentiful. I would have stanzas of separation, my life would be in order. They would build upon each other from beginning to end –– clear borders. Someone would have […]
30 Saturday Sep 2017
In the quiet whisper behind two eyes Distant memories drift slowly by Shadows ply the illuminated space Nothing speaks like a dream in your face. Remembering on past the current time Thoughts they congeal into words passing by Memories they fly to the ethereal place A chance passing flows very fast through your mind Reflections […]
via Reflections —
16 Saturday Sep 2017
03 Sunday Sep 2017
27 Tuesday Jun 2017
I’m not just a name, or an obscure figure; I am like the darkness of the sky, With skelfs of fires, Making them bright, at least they try. I’m the words that string up, The stories in my favourite books; Quotes that stir up, My soul, to every nook. I’m the lyrics of […]
26 Monday Jun 2017
Glowing rain. Striking window’s pane to reach open souls. Stirring puddles, filled holes. Showering my being in steady down pours. Water’s dive forming shapes to encompass. Let it overflow. Reaching feet that need to quench thirst. Drops sink or float on skin. Touch me and be mine. Sweet sounds of calming waters. Poetry.
13 Tuesday Jun 2017
06 Saturday May 2017
As soon as the southwest monsoon flows over the air there was an occurrence of a vague loneliness I cannot explain. The moisture-laden wind carries with it a painful sensation I do not even want to go back to. The climax of the summer heat is almost over and the season was telling me June […]
via What to Do In Times of Vulnerability (4 min read) — Millionaire’s Digest
01 Monday May 2017
Strangest explosion rocks the Karachi international airport just as a massive deployment of US marines arrived the busy airport. Stories of victims and their relatives, responders and their purpose, perpetrators and their reasons, unfolds a tale of current resolutions based on old conceptions.
The narrative tells of the most diverse colorful global characters surrounded with a good mix of friends and foes. David Holden is the English Doctor who loves humanity more than his origins and Abdul Kazaar Ali is his opportunistic aged patient who lives out his perception of Muslim norms like he desires.
Aaamu and her mother Rael, live by their wits as their circumstances allow. Fatima is smart enough to outwit her sexuality but too human to resist normalcy. Ruth is the Israeli genius whose Jewish father gave her a lot more than just his name and Lee is her Chinese boyfriend, trying out fantasies alongside opinions. Then there is Sean Samuel, the Irish-American reporter with a huge reputation he constantly seeks to live up to, like his country.
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