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Always remember the two empty lines on his face. Those lines that were pure, only of flesh, only with hope. There was no peace in his death, nothing good came of it. They said many times all was lost after he took his last breath. I never met him, never personally knew him. A part
They say– Who says? Who is they? I don’t know who they is? He just told me they. Am I supposed to know who they are? Yes. How am I supposed to know who they are when they don’t know I exist? You’re supposed to consider the source. It was the hottest day of the
Pushed from behind the curtain onto the wooden floor, I wasn’t ready to be on the center stage. They did their best to repair the wear and tear. The creaking of the boards were still heard, by the time I made my way in front of the audience. My heart thumped and my ears were
He reached under my armpit, Thinking it would cause reaction. The only thing it did was annoy me. I suppose this is a kind of reaction. I slapped his hand away. His fingers came back. He tried to slip into the folds of my skin. The motive was clear. My elbow squeezed against my body.
I didn’t but say a few simple words. These were words private to us. Only our ears would hear them. Only our ears mattered in the room. What I had to say didn’t ring true for the others. The meaning didn’t belong to them. The meaning could only be felt by a few. I bent
My Journey’s Just Begun Don’t think of me as gone awayMy journey’s just begunLife holds so many facetsThis earth is but oneJust think of me as restingFrom the sorrows and the tearsIn a place of warmth and comfortWhere there are no days and yearsThink of how I must be wishingThat you could know todayHow nothing
I’ve never bounced off the walls. I’m not a basketball. I’ve never left marks behind. I clean up after myself. I’ve never been any kind of ball. My bounce was never high. I was old in a young body. I’m not energetic. My force isn’t strong. I’m not here to prove myself. It’s never been
Five paths before you. Choose your own adventure. All of them are good. All of them have riches. All of them won’t disappoint. Make a wrong choice. The adventure ends soon. All the decisions are bad. All the decisions have consequences. All the decisions don’t care. Make the right choice. This isn’t a game. All
There’s a small circle in the beginning. It gets bigger and bigger with each ring. Around and around, knocking everything to the ground. Gaining speed, the people have all disappeared. The small circle is no longer a circle but an oval. It expands, contracts, and expands even more. The whizzing sound from before is heard
Wrong or not, you continue to fight for what is right within you own eyesight. No one thinks about the cost, doing something good or bad, until it ripples through us all. Moonless and starless, only darkness at night, can’t see who is right despite the bitter night. Powerful men and women don’t bite, don’t
They asked me countless times. Two questions each. What’s left to lose? How much else can you gain? I don’t know how to answer them. My honesty has never been my strength. Ask me about my weaknesses. I have much to tell with the right motivation. The number of close calls I’ve had. Three guesses
In the deep hole of a circle, there was a head. Not one of us claimed it as our own. Its open mouth with one front tooth didn’t belong to any of us. We waded through empty candy wrappers on the floor. They were once decorations hanging. We were confused. The message was clear. Our
Here we are again Long and lost in time Maybe never to see each other This time cackling in that annoying way Not caring about our mood Others can do that for us Here we are together In a different space Minutes apart Not taking any responsibility Careless as the rest We are not the

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