There are many things to be talked about, many stories to be told and many ideas to be shared. I have started this blog to share my thoughts and views on certain things that I think matters. I welcome you to the place where I pour out my heart. I welcome you to my haven…
Behold, alluring words
we utter
Bright and beautiful they seem
Philosophy no less
Philanthropy even more
Virtuous, kind and it goes on…
But underneath all
Aren’t we all a narcissus ourself?
“Belittling the mortal that I am.”
Let me know what you get from this…
“I feel very insecure.”
“Why?”
“Because, I am not the same, they say,” sighs Kindle.
He sat beside her and took her hand in his.
For the first time in her death bed, she felt alive.
The dagger called fate
Dug deep into her heart
In pain she wailed
For him to come back
Quillpen Writes... 