Flowers are gentle beings. They whisper tales as old as time. But with the passage of father time, the inhabitants of mother earth have forgotten all about their tales. Now, it is but a forgotten language. Let us explore the secrets of the blossoms, the budding emotions of the blooms. Let us once more uncover, the for...
Here are a collection of poems that I have made. #122 in Poetry, on 26th October 2016 #125 in Poetry, on 22nd October 2016. #140 in Poetry, on 21st October 2016. *** In my dreams there is a bird and a painted blue sky and how it flies free But my mind, as a paintbrush paints the sky black in the th...
I grew up in a society where people are killed in a street full of people busy filming videos of the fight, and at the same street a girl wouldn't escape being shot dirty looks and comments if her jeans were tight or the skirt is a short. The misunderstanding of religion is at its top. This is a real story of me -a gi...
Just recently Odakai's father passed away. So she's forced to move in with her cruel stepmom and 2 stepsisters. They treat her badly since day one. And well...read the book to find out all the terribly journeys that Odakai goes through in a world hatred, betrayal, and jealousy.
