My Cursed Kingdom
This is my kingdom, i am the slave.

Posts Tagged ‘hope


February 13, 2018

Day break was still an hour or so away. Night still covered the sky like a dark velvet blanket; perfectly placed across the sky refusing to fall out of place. The moon shone dull with no intention of being any help to the wary. Most souls clutched their blankets to their necks, disconnected from reality […]

The rope

September 28, 2012

The past was fiction. Future is imaginary. It is the present that is alive. And that is with you. And that is where I live. I want to live in the present all my past and future. You ask me if my stomach churns or my heart skips when I look at you? Even more […]

Hurtful sounds of melodic trumpets

August 17, 2012

A cigarette in your hand. I know it’s been long since you smoked one. Snugged between two fingers like you just took a drag, and then got distracted by something. Or someone. A dry leaf in the other hand; autumn it seems. Although it doesn’t seem like its cold otherwise, I don’t see a jacket. […]