A cool strip of light slides across my arm, searching for the hidden path of a vein. I feel the gentle press of the needle, then only a soft pull, as if the earth itself has drawn back. In that quiet pause, I remember her last breath: the pale room where hope once lingered, machines … Continue reading Rainfall in the Quiet Hours
Some lossesdon’t speak in words.They hum beneath the surface—in breath that catches for no reason,in the stillnesswhere your warmth used to live.It’s not even the heartbreakthat hurts the most.It’s the silencewhere you once were.The echo of your touchhaunting the edges of my skin.I miss the way being near yousoftened the world.The way your presencesteadied my … Continue reading Grief in the Body: The Ache for Closeness
There was someone I knew once, a long time ago. They were not born to the world as many are, at ease with the currents of society, but they learned to flow with it out of love. Love, you see, is a powerful teacher. It can make us tender and adaptable, as it did for … Continue reading Love, Loss, and Letting Go: The Painful Beauty of Impermanence
There once was a roast, hot and steamy, With gravy that poured in a dreamy. Bangers so thick, Made the ladies all quick, And chips that were cheeky and creamy!
During my many journeys through time, where numbers blur and years mingle like threads in a big tapestry, dictators have come and gone like summer storms. But let's not focus solely on their brief reigns. The real beauty lies in the unbreakable spirit of the people they ruled.As I stand here, merely observing this ever-spinning … Continue reading Enduring Lives Amidst Dictators
A Fool's Handbook 