here's another one.
This I wrote on Mirakee as aakitrav (my username). Since I am not using that app anymore, I am posting them here.
It's that feeling when you're lost and yet you know how to get up. It is that wind that blows when you wake up early in the morning. It is that face which makes you remember everything and forget everything. It makes me nervous, shy and I wouldn't look right into his eyes because they … Continue reading Love
At Behind the White Coat, a physician publishes personal musings and stories. “I started working on this blog as an outlet, a place for the honesty that I cannot indulge in elsewhere. Sometimes I have felt that I will explode with words . . . all of the words that I have had to leave unsaid.” … Continue reading Behind the White Coat — Discover
He paints me in ocean green the wildest blues I wished them too I can define those eyes anywhere I have seen them searching the beyond. They scare me very deadly and very elegant they don't follow the pattern I am accustomed to. Never a lover of darkness yet paints himself in the … Continue reading The Vulture
I am currently watching this comedy- Malcolm in the middle, and there are a lot of things I disagree upon. First being, the whole issue with Lois and Hal's parenting. I know there are a lot of parents like them, but they indulge in obsessive behavior. Secondly, they don't want to see any potential in … Continue reading Things that are wrong with Malcolm’s parents
Sugar that cost me brightning firecrackers From the insides; forgotten and unbelievable I stood there to sell a few more Yet I come to undwindling breeze That carried by my forsaken godmother. "Be hell with it!" Cries she As she lunged forward to reign the command And take this long winter Away from the eyes … Continue reading Danse Macabre