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Runner. – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. I am a runner, for I can run,. And I have been in it as far. As I can remember myself,. Through the meadows and. Uneven playgrounds we had. Back in school. Now, we are. All grown up, and these are. Kids’ stuffs that we shouldn’t. Be doing. Mother tells me to. Keep my poise and lady-like. Attitude that I never thought. I had inherited from her. No,. All I wanted was to set my body. Free as much as my soul is,. And cages aren’t a trap forever. Not for me. We run away. Call me ...
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Sorting out. – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. I sat down to sort out what I felt. When I saw those pictures I left. In some folders long ago, and I. Didn’t feel any shiver down my. Spine when I saw you smile, or. The warmth of your presence. While you basked in the sun, or. Losing control over my haywire. Mind while I saw those eyes filled. Up to the brim with some emotion. I could never fathom, with a tint. Of coldness, or a rosy blush that. Would have otherwise crept up. Beneath my pale cheeks while I. And vehement, l...
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. My eyes burn as I wake up in the. Early morning hour, my head still. Ringing in the poignant symphony. Of your voice, and I wished I could. Pack my bags and walk away, or learn. To unlove you, but I can’t. It pains to. See how your love is shared, and I can’t. Help but despair myself for the decisions. I can never seem to take accurately. I can. Pretend (for my whole life is just a. Vile pretention) from this moment, we. Don’t know each other. But I cannot,. Will probably ne...
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June 2015 – Beneath The Desolate Sea
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Beneath The Desolate Sea. Cruising towards the rocky shore. June 27, 2015. July 10, 2015. The sky is never not. Out of my reach here;. The sun always glaring. At me from behind the. Canopy of the clouds that. Against the blazing fire;. The air full of dust and specks. That make me want to. Never breathe again, at least. Not under this sky that. Holds me back from flapping. My wings, and flying away,. But that’s exactly what I. Long to do- to fly to some other. Sky, to breathe in the freedom,. Never stifl...
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Regret. – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. Words wouldn’t turn back and look. Twice before exploding into the surreal,. And confessions cannot be confided in. A vessel forever, it isn’t comfortable to. Be stuffed from the inside. It pains, to. See those eyes get filled up with something. Else than beautiful dreams, to have your. Heart beats replaced by a broken symphony. You wished you never fell in love with, to. Have yourself begged at to be strong enough,. To have to hear the silent screams inside. Call me Ess Bor...
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Confidentiality. – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. Mother had warned me, it is not right. People aren’t organized to hear exactly. What you speak in your mind. I want to. Speak out my heart, but I feel bound just. Too tight, by something, unseen, unknown. Yet felt strongly as it clenches my psyche in. Some sorts of enigmatic heinous grip. My. Resplendent heart is stripped off its usual. Candid words. No matter how I may try, I. Cannot get those words right again. What. Or is it just. People are uncanny, afraid to. Share on F...
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Who am I? – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. Just like the billion tiny little humans that dot the earth, I am also a lost, little girl from nowhere. I am like all of you- sometimes crazy, sometimes weird. Sometimes pathetic, for sure. I will get easily bored, but will always make you feel lively and cheerful. For they say, alive is awesome. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. April 30, 2016.
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In a trice. – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. People have many memories of their. Eerily blissful lives, but I have moments,. In a single instant, I live my whole life. There are moments of heavy silence,. As I think of how I overthink things,. And how peaceful life used to be, before. There are moments of feeling high,. As I think I don’t care about it, not. Anymore. It’s time to leave it all behind,. And learn to walk. There are moments of getting low,. As I think how many people I have. Worse without them all. Click ...
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Shooting silence. – Of Hailstones and Moonstones
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Of Hailstones and Moonstones. The stars go on wasting their vast treasure. Of flames, while I keep on burning out. In the flickering light of those lamps. Waiting in vain, for your return to. My arms, Oh how I miss the feel. Of your skin against mine in the. Dark cold nights while we kept. On counting the minutes we. Tried to stay silent, but in. Those few spaces that. We couldn’t trace the. Time, I whispered. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). I HOP...
