Tag: fiction

Wrongful ending.


It has come to an end,
Inexplicable one for sure.
Have I not ever loved it before?
I may have, for time has gone to remember it.

The very moment has arrived,
Not a pleasant one I suppose,
But a time that nothing could replace.
Should I apologize or appreciate it?

The ending has started,
Or is it over.
But it is happening.
For time has gone to remember it.

Final answer

I wonder,

If I am being fooled,

Such an illusion,

My mind have picked up.

Even though,

I haven’t seen you,

Haven’t heard from you,

Or have no notion of your existence,

Why do I trust you,

Why do I live by your words,

Is it because your name is God?

Or a lie that kept me alive?

If I could find the answer.

The unquenchable thirst

He laid back, smiling, like he always does in his favourite bed. No more worries haunted him. Gently running his fingers through his leather jacket, he could smell the stiffness as it was new as it was made.

He laid back smiling, in his captains cabin. While his ship was sinking. His hunger to journey across the sea has been relieved. Now a new voyage begins, to a place no man has heard of before.

He was smiling.

Calling by the right name

It is really interesting to know that,

when I was born people used to call me a baby.

As I started to grow they referred to me as a baby boy.

When I fought myself into the adulthood they called me a man.

And when I grew old, they teased me as an old man.

Now, when I die they would refer my body as ‘it’.

“We have to bury it” they said.

Funny, how people start to change their perspective from time to time.

Calling everything by it’s right name.

His last note

He dropped his pen and looked around.

The room was empty as it always had been. He smiled to himself and rubbed his wrinkled chin. His eyes swelled up but no time to rub them off.

The sun had set and the wind had died. The room was empty as it always had been.

Only note he left on the lonely table read:

I was here.

This is why we live, right?

Just because we are tall

Does not mean everyone else is a dwarf.

Just because we are rich

Does not mean everyone else is poor.

Just because we have power

Does not mean everyone else is a slave.

So cherish the time you have in this world, those who have, help who doesn’t have.

To help others is why we all exist.

Keep on smiling and don’t let your money or power take away others happiness ☺️.

Have a great day.

The first anniversary of blogging life

Thank you, whoever is reading this, you are awesome and the best person ever.

I still can’t believe I am writing this post. Not this early. It has been a year since I have started this blog.

I remember the day I decided to start a blog. Actually, it was a December evening. Nobody asked me to start a blog or anything like that. I used to write stories before that but kept to myself. That’s when I thought of starting something where I could post my creation and it took some courage for me start it because my overthinking kept me from doing anything good.

Would my stories be good? Whether someone would read it? What if nobody does it? So many questions. But anyway I started it and posted a story right away. For god’s grace you people viewed the post and I got so many reviews from my friends and that was all I needed to complete a year in blogging.

And I could proudly say that day December 2nd 2018 was the last day I left overthinking stop me from doing something. You want to do something you do it right away. No waiting for the right moment.

This moment is the right and only one you will get.

From there it has been a great journey. Talking, discussing with people I have never met, who are real good at what they do. Reading others views on the world.

Thanks to everyone of my viewers for being there. Keep on doing the good work friends. I will continue to blog till last of my days.

I still can’t stop thanking you guys.

You people are awesome.