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oh no.the time just keeps going. and i am nowhere in hte middle. middle of life. i think its over.

» Posted By anu On 08.30.2016 @ 6:37 pm


Saving of Time, Money and Energy. Everyone need to think on it and do something about it.

» Posted By Anu On 06.15.2016 @ 6:47 am


she dropped her scarf. it floating and landed in an ‘S’. i called out to her. she seemed a tad annoyed. it took me a moment to realize why.

» Posted By Anu On 01.25.2016 @ 3:20 am


does not ring a bell. dead ringer, perhaps? but not even that. that old rhyme about roses, dizzy heads, frocks that flared out..

» Posted By Anu On 12.02.2015 @ 3:27 am


i wish i wasn’t accountable anyone. i know i am not. but i wish i could stop being apologetic for not being accountable to anyone. i don’t see why we should pretend to be accountable.

» Posted By Anu On 11.24.2015 @ 1:26 am


the rockets blazed through the sky. there were short bursts. the fizzle of fire and sparks. there were some that died mid-flight with a short snort or sigh. Others celebrated.

» Posted By Anu On 11.17.2015 @ 2:32 am


derailed dreams. there’s an alliteration. but there is nothing more on dreams that i can talk about. the dreams have all withered and blown away in the winds. no new dreams are blooming. what are we without dreams?

» Posted By Anu On 11.13.2015 @ 3:00 am


i watch. it is not easy. watching but not participating. watching but not screaming. watching but not crying. watching but not running away. watching but never moving. i watch. you’d think it is easy, wouldn’t you?

» Posted By Anu On 11.03.2015 @ 3:24 am


the anatomy. the structure of things. the leaf, the beetle, the bark of a tree. the stuff they are made of, the method behind the madness. we move into the madness.

» Posted By Anu On 10.27.2015 @ 4:02 am


the fans she brought home from her trip to japan. that is what was upsetting her. there was something not quite right about them. she went to the window and opened the case again.

» Posted By Anu On 10.13.2015 @ 3:41 am


the willow still stands at the edge of the forest. it’s grace is tinged by melancholy.

» Posted By Anu On 08.14.2015 @ 3:50 am


my mind is buzzing with thoughts that are cruel, sharp-edged swords. some are blunt knifes. they don’t cut deep but they draw blood, the blood that runs close to the surface of skin, lighter, dilute.

» Posted By Anu On 07.06.2015 @ 5:55 am


it was a short clip. a few seconds long really. a few seconds that destroyed her. that is if she let it destroy her. she could survive it, if she wanted to but would anyone let her?

» Posted By Anu On 06.15.2015 @ 2:50 am


the weather..if my life had to go by the weather, it is all calm. the skies are blue and the heat is relentless. but we trudge on and seek comfort in the fake coldness within buildings.

» Posted By Anu On 05.26.2015 @ 2:36 am


oh, those blemishes..always a distraction from the perfection that i am not, always there to remind me that perfection is unattainable, it is nothing to aspire for..they are not easy to hide..they fade away, only to be replaced by new ones..

» Posted By Anu On 05.22.2015 @ 3:25 am


she tried to ward off the evil by burning strange herbs at her doorstep just as darkness began to set in every evening. but she could never escape the feeling that she was being strangled from inside.

» Posted By Anu On 04.16.2015 @ 4:36 am


the minerals were sparkly. pressed between her fingers they crumbled. aqua sparks. she stared fascinated. her eyes scanned the pile of sand for more.

» Posted By Anu On 02.11.2015 @ 2:20 am


The trainer left the room to quickly check his mobile. Girl trouble? they all wondered. But there was enough trouble brewing in the room and the trainer and his doomed love life did not hold their interest them for too long.

» Posted By Anu On 01.09.2015 @ 1:49 am


she missed the silence as the constant chatter filled her head. so she stepped back and trailed behind the group. she was thrown to the side of the street before she heard the explosion. then there was silence.

» Posted By Anu On 12.29.2014 @ 1:24 am


i don’t have anything to say about the word stunt. what do i write about…a stuntman? a stunt someone pulled off? stunted growth? i don’t know and i realize i don’t least right now…

» Posted By Anu On 12.24.2014 @ 4:55 am


she sits huddled, a forlorn figure, by the sea. with the moon above and the sea below.

» Posted By Anu On 12.10.2014 @ 1:55 am


the cub followed her home. it wasn’t often that she was followed by bear cubs. she tried to keep her pace even, not to excite the bear cub. she also had stop herself from petting it – it wasn’t cuddly, it is wild.

» Posted By Anu On 12.03.2014 @ 4:52 am


of what worth is speaking if you are constantly being misunderstood, misinterpreted? sometimes it goes unheard. she can see it in the eyes, the blankness as it sets in. sometimes what is said is mocked, derided…

» Posted By Anu On 11.25.2014 @ 1:01 am


she had to make her life complicated. paint the walls a riot of neons and blacks instead of a pastel pink. isn’t a life uncomplicated, without drama, boring? she would think. her heart would reply, you think peace and contentment is boring?’

» Posted By Anu On 11.23.2014 @ 11:21 pm


i walked in the trails of Memory. She walked briskly back to places that were haunted by the ghosts of thoughts.

» Posted By Anu On 11.21.2014 @ 1:02 am


his initials are o.a.k but he reminds me of a willow or a bamboo. he is tall and lanky.

» Posted By Anu On 11.18.2014 @ 4:15 am


i took my bicycle out and took off on the forest road. they say you can never forget how to ride a bike and that was true. it had been 15 years but i felt like i had never stopped biking.

» Posted By Anu On 10.31.2014 @ 5:34 am


The visit brought back memories that Raina would have preferred to forget. Yet again she feels helpless.

» Posted By Anu On 10.29.2014 @ 1:23 am


the curtains are not down
i stand transfixed
staring into the blackness
fall and hide me, us
the madness that is
pushing through
no longer
hiding its grotesque face.

» Posted By Anu On 10.28.2014 @ 2:42 am


she had a souvenir for him now, didn’t she? a river pebble, smooth and round, lines of blue swirling over grey like a galaxy.

» Posted By Anu On 10.24.2014 @ 1:28 am

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