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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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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. [...]

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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, [...]

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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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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. [...]

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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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