Ink-stains mar my nails–
Like my love for you has scarred,
And darkened my soul.
K.N.O.W.
Sunday, May 3, 2015. 17:15 hrs.
People will often ask for all of you, the very dregs of your soul, but panic when you gift it to them. And in return, you’ll be offered naught. Then, you are taught to appreciate this emptiness, and grovel in pleasure at their feet, when you are offered more.
K.N.O.W.
Sabbath, May 2, 2015. 19.50 hours.
Back on the Forest Homeworld
Caribbean. Writing.
Manifesting my best self one healed wound at a time
The best longform stories on the web
Fantasy author
Wapshkankwet
| Itations 'n' Reflections by Derwayne Wills
thoughts from the forest
celebrating the romance of Arnav & Khushi
words & art from an optimist
"She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live."
Thoughts, feelings, actions.
A collection of short stories and poems
'For the only great ones among the unfree and the oppressed are those who struggle to destroy the oppressor.' - Walter Rodney
~ Journeys And Destinations ~
Meena Narayan
...not necessarily yours.
Kidhar? Kahan? Kya? Whats happening?!
Tales of festivals, fireworks, first sparks, and steady flames. Of Love and Hope and Faith.
I come here to bleed in all 26 colours of the alphabet.
An ArHi FanFic
A collection of one shots in celebration of IPKKND ~ Ek Jashn
journey to the sea
....and gravity grabs me back.
a comic about mental health by Clay Jonathan
written sin cera,
Stories by Kat
a resource for moving poetry
poetry within the photographic image - by Ryan Adams
A deeper breath into reality...
Conversations with the Heartmind
Just another WordPress.com weblog
It's okay if you fall down and lose your spark. Just make sure that when you get back up, you rise as the whole damn fire.
