Two black arms running
around a bunch of lines,
called 'NUMBERS'.
Wherever I go,
my eyes refuse to take away
from it;
Why?
I don't know...
What I know,
I do feel is,
the exhaustion of running,
without making a single mistake,
holding your breath till the end,
not knowing
even why...
But still,
two of us,
are running,
running
along the road...
I cannot move on,
the lane is too hot for me.
I just,
Just can't stand up,
the load on my small back
is so heavy;
I just can't breath.
My feet aches,
can't we just stop
for a while and move on?
Please?...
But still why?
Why?
To catch up,
to save the FIRST PLACE,
Why are we both
running?
...
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 9:21 AM UTC
Just tellin' a few about me,
Not much...
♓_♓
...Saw eh yM...
(🎨 + 🎶 + 📚 + 🌒 )
Tegrof I nac woH
...?Elims sih
...
U'll never understand me,
U'll think I am crazy...
,Ecno enoemos ,zC
,Traeh ym dekop
...On dias I &
Eht eht t'nsaw ti ,zC
...Emit thgir
.....
🐾
Not much,
just much for
me...
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 6:40 AM UTC
Parties-frocks-
laughs and giggles
on birthdays,
what about
Deathdays?
Red-yellow-blue-
green gowns
on birthdays,
Black cloaks and
umbrellas at
funerals;
Not even a
proper colour,
just a darkened
shade...
From the cot,
the cry of joy is
heard,
but no voice
came out
from
the
coffin.
The cheeks
of the new born
so warm;
Just cold lips
left of the dead body.
Pureness of birth
has faded
at death,
just ashes and
tear drops
in sight.
Why laugh
at birth,
instead of
weep of death?
What's the difference?
For birth of death
itself is
Birth
...
For Death is just
a another
Birth
...
Oct 1, 2025
Oct 1, 2025 at 12:09 PM UTC
Has it?
Has it arrived,
yet?
I
hear
my name
being called
from a
distance.
I've
been waiting...
Waiting...
For the whole
time for
this...
Now, its
arrived...
It has...
But...
Still,
my legs
don't feel the
warmth of the
ground;
It's freezing
cold.
softness
has gone...
Not much left of it...
I desire,
I deserve...
I am running
away,
but...
Hesitation
has
arrived by
time...
Arrived
...
Sep 13, 2025
Sep 13, 2025 at 12:50 AM UTC
But...
I...
I don't,
understand...
I know,
I have the right
for it;
I do need it...
It is in my hands now,
it won't slip away,
I know...
Because,
it's attached
to me...
But...
But still,
my fingertips
won't touch a
single bit...
But why?
Why?
It is on my palm...
Just a simple
reflex...
But...
I can't...
I...
But why?
Why?
Or
perhaps
why not?
...
Sep 11, 2025
Sep 11, 2025 at 1:36 PM UTC
Just,
just a second,
just a single second
I need...
Wait!
Just,
just don't
slip away,
I'm done now,
I sense it;
I feel it;
I know,
I do,
I do feel
it...
Or,
is it,
just my
imagination?
I...
I know,
I need...
Just,
just a second;
Just
...
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 4:56 AM UTC
Still searching,
still,
still...
I know,
I do know
its here,
but just cant find it.
It's in my hands,
it should be,
but,
but still,
I cant see...
It's just me,
and no one else
knows.
I deserve it,
I need it,
still,
still,
still searching...
I am scared...
Scared
...
Sep 7, 2025
Sep 7, 2025 at 10:58 AM UTC
(Part 01) - The Shattering
There's not much left of it,
for darkness has overruled the throne;
Not a single dew drop survives on the leaves;
All dried, deep brown, scattered
over the infertile dirt,
covered with
crimson blood,
which once held
silence in its hands...
The decayed skeletons
lying at the center of the dead leaves
with cracked bones are visible
to the naked eye...
Not a single man ever returned
from this land of the unknown.
Only the wind that blew
through the woods
knew its long
lasted
peace has
come to an
end.
The wind himself,
now has left alone with
the ashes that have been
stitched to every bark
where
life
redeemed
long ago...
Aug 31, 2025
Aug 31, 2025 at 3:27 AM UTC
"Is he back?"
I asked my friend,
"He's so irritating,
yes, yes, I know,
his neck does
possess an
incredible
twisting skill,
almost 150 degrees,
and that's making
me so uncomfortable,"
I said,
with a sense,
that my body
would no sooner
have defects in
cooperating
with the
organs
in the
usual way.
I felt my pulse rate
increasing from
97-99-100-110!
'Hold on!',
I commanded
my brain this
time.
'Why do I
bother, if he's
just smiling at me?
I even don't like him..."
I convinced to my mind,
but my heart neglected.
'Oh, come on, now,
seriously, I don't
think about him,
no, I don't'...
I couldn't concentrate
on it after all,
as in somewhere
in my stomach,
I heard a
low grumble.
'Alright, oh, fine!
you win, yes, yes,
you are totally right,
its not his smile that's
making me mad,
its my tension
that hides in
my lips,
that makes
me smile,
which, of course,
I am not trying to
let out...'
It wasn't getting
better at all,
I began
to realize,
talking to
myself would
make me
sick.
"Is he back again?"
Once more,
I asked my friends.
We all were sitting together,
but I was staring at an
empty wall, while
they saw what's
all happening...
We stared at opposite
directions,
as to be
honest,
I didn't
want to look into
his eyes.
That made me
more nervous...
This time,
finally,
they replied,
"No, he's no here".
I let go a sigh
of relief,
and turned back.
Yes, yes, you know
what I am going to say
now,
he was standing
just right behind me,
few inches away,
staring at me,
well, well,
my heart slipped
out my smile,
before my
mind, could
react...
Aug 27, 2025
Aug 27, 2025 at 4:22 AM UTC
As the clock of war strikes,
the echo of peace fades
into the dust.
Behold! Emerge eight swordsmen,
with blades all sharp,
shining as light dances in delight.
Two archers atop two horses,
whose hooves beat faster
than monsoon winds.
Two snipers hidden in shadows' clutches,
their eyes like hawks,
fingers tight on the trigger.
A pair of cannons aiming
at the center of the forces,
to the heart of the rival.
The queen, the sorceress,
with the intelligence
to destroy with her dark spells.
Upon the throne,
holding all power,
sits the mighty king.
The troupe of army in two rows,
standing at the edge of the
Chess Board!
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 11:40 PM UTC