She lay there, exposed, Unconcerned, about her state of undress, unapologetic even. Limbs sprawled, head thrown back. She lay on the ground, motionless. Her body was cold to the touch, Chilled. Had turned blue. She looked like she was sleeping,…
Category: Mine
Sulekha
If I forget?
How will I remember you? If I lose my mind, I would hate it, Not knowing you. I don’t want to not remember. What do I do? How can I never forget? If you call my name, and I…
Girl on the swing…
Girl on the swing… “Why doesn’t he forgive me? What’s my crime? I fell in love with a boy, whom my parents didn’t like, that’s my crime.” Siya tries to think of something to say or do to make her…
MEME AWARD
MEME AWARD Tag–I’m it. David, the talented author of the blog, http://erinsdomain.blogspot.com/ has tagged me with a MEME. I am to answer a few questions about myself then pass the MEME on to other bloggers I enjoy. It’s a fun,…
Queen of the Asylum
I rule this place with my demented mind. Nobody is mad here, you will find. We all pretend to be insane, It’s all pretence, a game. To hoodwink those who sneer, And whisper in each other’s ears. “There goes that…
The Week that was……Thank You all.
T A message in your inbox can change your life….forever. It happened to me, Pandora Poikilos, a versatile blogger, writer, whose work centres around book reviews, product reviews, feature articles, ghost writing e-books, among other things, tagged my blog, http://sulekkha.blogspot.com/…
Innocence lost.
As I sit and stare at my computer screen, I sense an impending panic attack. My greatest fear is that I will run out of words and my mind will shrivel up and die. Writer’s block, I believe is the…
My Inspiration- My Dad
“Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes. ~Gloria Naylor” I have inherited my fondness for books from my Father.. He truly loved books, and being an avid reader, whenever he came across a book he really liked,…
Silent Anguish
Silence is the loudest scream, in the confines of a lonely heart, Sometimes you need to speak, to make yourself understood. Nothing hurts more than your silence, It grips my heart in its vice-like hold, rips apart the remnants of…
When will my tweets on twitter, cause a furore?
When will my tweets on twitter cause a furore? When I tweet, nobody appreciates them, When will I become famous? When will I become important enough for people to want to know about my life’s every tiny little detail? Whether…
She just wanted to “Live and let live”
She was in love, so much in love, wasn’t trying to make a point, Didn’t decide to rebel, just to shock the world. But her family, she did disappoint. They hung their heads in shame, And threw her out of…