"I loved her...and I killed her." Love. Loss. Pain. Regret. Guilt. -of the things that make us incredibly human; and the exact opposite at the same time. [This may touch upon the subject of suicide, self harm, mental illness and depression.]

They say you can't ever forget your first love, I say it demands to be remembered. Remember a time when 'You' and 'I' were 'Us'. Honourable Mention in The Best Of Me Movie contest. [Short Story #58 / Romance #228]

Yesterday, 15th March, marked the 3rd year of the Syrian revolution. We've all read the news, seen the statistics, but it's robbed us of the human factor. Those are innocent people, children and families that are torn apart, destroyed and wrecked. We need to open up our eyes to reality. Honestly, if you even caught a glimpse of what's really going on, you wouldn't sit tight. Not meant to be offensive; this is me doing my part in raising awareness. And do your part; prayers and whatever you can give. Its not only Syria, its Gaza and West Bank and Waziristan and so many more places. Spread the word. Stand up. For humanity {Do not have to be Arab or Muslim or Middle-Eastern to read this. For all} A short story- collection, on something that's very close to my heart. [Spiritual #512]

The stage is set. The ballerina poised. It all comes down to timing. [Noelle's end of the year/New Year oneshot contest] [#222 - Short Story] 20.05.2016- Featured

Venters (n.) what the wind or tide drives in from the ocean upon a wave [Gen Fiction #299 / Short Story #326 ]

5 pm. tea-making. storing a cup full for later, 'later' pushed to the back of the mind till 10 pm. dinner. 'later' is forgotten till 1 am. reheat tea, lose yourself in the scribbling of the pen- reheat tea again- 2 am. drink tea. sleep. repeat. (because tea and poetry go unplanned, hand in hand)

a resting place for riots, rages and ramblings [Poetry #337]