A Space for Reflections and Musings
Spades of green and contented eyes, Beaming faces and vividly coloured jars Do rule the life of a certain man. A dip and a slap of a seraphim Upon the leaves: the canvas for his art; A callous joke and a profound remark, Thrown about in life’s sordid angst, Swirls around along with wisps... Continue Reading →
You! I challenge you to your wits! If not your wits, then I challenge your speech, And if you will not speak, I won’t too; For I shall challenge your silence instead, Watch you bequeath your glory to me And rise: a better spectre of myself. I swindle and I speak with flatulence, Unwavering avarice... Continue Reading →
Ink Idle 