I know its hard. Look at the mountains That call you home, The peaks you are yet to hike to, The valleys you are yet to whizz past. Learn- Adventure. Know, That there is an entire world that exists For… Continue Reading →
There are days When I have to remind myself to breathe. A flash-flood of emotions Form barricades in my throat And I forget, momentarily, that I have a voice. My blood Charges at my blood vessels; It is my destroyer,… Continue Reading →
My six-year-old self Would squeal when my brother used to turn off the lights in our room And whistle silently, to the wind. He would tell me stories Of ghosts; Translucent and soul-sucking monsters That inhibit abandoned castles. I would… Continue Reading →
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