The feelings you do relate to. The degrade, the toasting aside, feelings to it. Not so legit, there and not there. You sometimes ask is it about thoughts you have,
Category: Adventure
DAYS OF MANYDAYS OF MANY
Days of many awaited days had come. It had not been easy. The journey that is. It was gruelling. It was tough, the beginnings was not easy. The first one
STRUGGLE OF MAY MAYSTRUGGLE OF MAY MAY
The wind blows to a tune. One of beeps fuelling energy. One of drive and momentum to a future filled with joy. Let it not be the other way round,
AS YOU SO THINKAS YOU SO THINK
Laziness has surged in. No more is it the same. Something has changed. The energy done when doing things is there but little. Sometimes you think is it paying off,
SOMETIMESSOMETIMES
you have to give it a try to see how it looks to face it still becomes the reason like a lion heart you say why not head on Photo
PHILOSOPHER’S STONEPHILOSOPHER’S STONE
Taptap of feet with water. The splash following. The noise that ensured. The pushing of each other. The distance was long, far away but they were nearing the surface where
MISSINGMISSING
Days gone by, but that picture still reminds. It still is an image straight into the head. Like a train it moves, chuchuchu. What days they were. Such times were
TO BEARTO BEAR
Ouch! Thinking of it pains a lot. Not doing it also hurts, it has repercussions, the future will not be bright, it would be dull. A picture of a beggar
DISAPPOINTMENTSDISAPPOINTMENTS
Wave moving, back and forth. Cars being driven to and from. Bicycles being ridden to work. Children waking up early for the search of education. The blowing wind, the swaying
TWO FACEDTWO FACED
When you have with you a dream. When you want to reach a place, to be somewhere. A place where it is high, a place where most walks with you.