Dear Skye

Hi all, I've been working on a short-story series called Dear Skye. It is a compilation of fictional letters and poems from Ash to Skye, two characters, one of whom may or may not still be around. It is open to readers' interpretation. Enjoy! Click here to read Dear Skye on Wattpad  

Vengeance is Not Mine

You have an empire. A kingdom, almost. It comprises of those who fear you. They do not love you. They hate you. And I will watch as your empire crumbles before you. As all your material and concrete success comes crashing in on you. As your comrades crumble, then turn on you. You will be … Continue reading Vengeance is Not Mine →

The Downfall of Democracy

Why are we told that Republican is the opposite of Democrat? The whole system is democratic! Why do people who leave their country to become independent people complain when their country wants to leave and become Independent People? Why do we call them Conservative when there's not much conservation? Why do we call them Liberal … Continue reading The Downfall of Democracy →

Friend and Foe

Friend and Foe There he glazed through the rainy city streets, carefully dodging puddles while avoiding bumping into crowds. He manoeuvred his body carefully, at times shuffling his shoulders to make room for him to pass. It was almost like he had an invisible, metaphorical shield around him to protect him from bumping into anyone. … Continue reading Friend and Foe →

City Lights

The sun sets, Slowly dimming the street. It falls behind the magnificent structure Of steel, glass and concrete. The view from this altitude Is an endless stretch of charm. With what's left of the sun's rays Reaching from the city to my palm. As the roads wind and connect A seemingly complicated system of its … Continue reading City Lights →

What Are We?

What are we? We are a generation. A generation of dreamers who are told to walk when we can fly. A generation of poets who speak of nothing but truth. A generation of scholars who are censored through education. A generation of learners who know nothing and everything. A generation of thinkers whose thoughts we … Continue reading What Are We? →

Society

Blank. I sit and stare at my screen Trying to find the words to say But to tell all that I’ve seen Well... I’ve only got a day For every finger we point There are three pointing back At us for our inadequacies And corresponding fallacies They push you to the edge Only to knock … Continue reading Society →