She used to imaginethe perfect lifethrough her rose-tinted glasseswith a colorful rose gardenwith running barefoot on a meadow in a faraway landShe thought that perfect lifewould give her happinesswould give her the world. But little did she knowthat happiness is not a perfect imagecreated in her headIt is the lifein front of her nowIt isContinue reading “LIFE”
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THERE ARE DAYS
There are dayswhen the muses do not singwhen I feel so tired and lonelywhen I have nothing to write aboutsearching hopelessly for that creative spark. But then,words still rumble at the tips of my fingersurgingbeggingburningto get outto bleed out under the typing sound of the keyboardbeautiful words fighting for a chance to live. The lifeContinue reading “THERE ARE DAYS”
Little Corner of My Mind 