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Unworthy

21. Apr, 2009 ·5

In the darkest recesses of my moods,
When dusk glories and the sun shies,
When the strolls into darkness begin to rise,
When the earth lazes in its orbit and
The hint of a friend’s touch to soothe
Fails and soulful melodies refuse to purge,
I think of the bloody continent which once housed
Two girls and two loves, swelling with the [...]

Categories: Poems

I Promised You Long Ago

11. Jan, 2008 ·8

Dedicated to you, my life!
I promised you long ago a story
Of you and me
And spirituality.
Of a feeling so strong
Of an unbreakable bond
Trust and dependence
Of pain so intense.

I promised you long ago a story
Of you and me.
But how cliched it all sounds
A story writ all yesteryears.
Of sighs clouding
reflected blank gazes
Of sobs melting into brave smiles.
But how [...]

Categories: Poems

You Fit Into Me

20. Dec, 2007 ·13

One helpless sunflower bud
Resting cosily in the round-bottom vase
Suckling on the green-brown waters
Swaying to the crooning
Of the foster womb.
“You fit into me.”

Caressing the sparkling dew
Falling off the sugary bud,
The woman hums softly, sleepily,
Happy tears drowning her eyes,
Dancing to the mute chuckle
Within her. A smile.
“You fit into me.”

Putting aside her diary,
Shifting in her warm bed,
Smiling at [...]

Categories: Poems

All foreaworn, all naught, all dissemblers

26. Apr, 2007 ·7

A night like no other, I thought to myself as I struggled through the gales which moaned whilst bringing the blizzards to England from the Atlantic Ocean. I trudged across the roads which were covered with drifts more than five metres in depth. The naked trees, cloaked in white, seemed to be following my movements, [...]

Categories: Short Stories

The Still Skin of an Aging Water

25. Mar, 2007 ·5

The River twisted and looped,
A hula dancer in full motion.

Away in the distance, where
The Glittering Pixies bopping
In the water, consummate
Wit the eager hungry sun rays,
There stands a broken bridge.
It weeps and overflows the river below,
Nostalgic for times of past glory.

I sit, the river’s breath
Condensing in my eyes.
And wonder how many lovers had
Wept rivulets by the [...]

Categories: Poems

The Art of StoryTelling – Part 3

09. Mar, 2007 ·2

“Uh, well, his life was not really complete. Sometimes he would sit with his mother and listen to her as she told her stories about his dead father. How his parents had gotten married. How they had never ever seen each other till after their wedding. How his father had fallen in love with his [...]

Categories: Short Stories

Art of StoryTelling – Part 2

02. Mar, 2007 ·1

A young handsome man was standing there. His honey-brown eyes were friendly and warm, and as he walked towards the group confidently, the smile stretching across his face lit his eyes and they appeared to be like two shining orbs of melting caramel chocolate. He extended his hand towards Huzaifa.

An awkward Huzaifa shook it. The [...]

Categories: Short Stories

The Art of StoryTelling – Part 1

26. Feb, 2007 ·4

“So…what do you guys think?” Sobia finished her story, put down the wad of papers and looked around expectantly at the hushed group of Storytellers. Silence had fallen over the cave which the Storytellers’ Lab had taken for their meeting place.

Sobia remembered how excited Huzaifa had been last week when he had discovered the cave [...]

Categories: Short Stories

A Beautiful Mind

07. Feb, 2007 ·2

Life has its own ways to reassure man that it totally lacks predictability and whatever it will bring his way will be totally unexpected.
Life has taught me much and keeps teaching its eager student more and more everyday. The student looks forward to the lessons. Everyday is an experience, every day brings something under my [...]

Categories: Short Stories

Rural Love

13. Oct, 2006 ·2

Sara chewed on her lip. She played with the single long thick black hair sticking out of her round chin, and sat down on a tiny stool, deep in thought. Her jaw was set tightly, determinedly, while her eyes betrayed her face as they reflected fear, pain, sorrow. A bitter smile played along the corners [...]

Categories: Short Stories