Sunday Whirl
A longing to return…
sometimes, we move away from our families for various reasons. sometimes, for years. but we always feel like returning, and when we do, they still understand us, like just a day has passed.
Footnote
juggling my life, so many aspects, so many facets; I have to embrace my many quirks, each like a strand, of a large quilt knit out of time. all plans I made never sustained, leaving my slate in a blank state, run out of rhyme. I write my story, ink what I want; but do … Read moreFootnote
The Dream I Threw Away…
what am I missing now? years ago I had a vision, a dream I wanted to gain, a dream I wanted so bad, I drilled it into my head… that I’d make it come true, that I’d treat it with dignity, take this life in my stride, take the wins and losses and accept it … Read moreThe Dream I Threw Away…
Our silent struggles …
It is so painful to speak against from where I come, this land to where I was shipped by Him; but as I struggle with words, others struggle with life itself. It feels like infidels thrive here, acting on their own fancies, hardened by their own ideas till in one shocking moment, explode a bomb … Read moreOur silent struggles …