Bright side of things
@sarooshsm in a world stained withred, and loud withsuffering, there is noapparent bright side tothings, yet the birdscontinue to sing praises,the sun comes out everydawn, spring arriveswithout delay, and babiescoo…
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Leftover warmth
@sarooshsm a double, double,that’s what they say; rushed and readyfor another day”yes sir, it’s on the way”two squirts of cream and two spoons ofsugar go down in the steaming hot…
Dancing shadows on the wall
@sarooshsm A typical fan spins about three hundred times in a minute, which isn’t enough times when it’s peak summer but also more than enough times when winter’s finally stepping…
Midnight’s whispers
Chandni M My heart, you are mine to haveI am yours to holdWe’ve sculpted promises with our handsWith whispers of love and faith in the middle of nightbreathing lifeThis sacred…
Golden Hour
@sahilslifefullofstrife My brown skin glistens against the sunlight like still water reflects light on the surface of a lake. The golden hour is like a mirror for my people. We…
What can I say?
Chandni M Everytime it is the first of AprilAn ember heats itself upFingers itchWords play catch on the tip oftongueMind skims old posts, musing overwhat can be said,No rehearsals, no…