the silence of our times

Don’t sneak through the darkness to emit your brightness, the shine should make way for your decorated future. Don’t forget the crowd and faces, they will emerge amidst sunshine and sedate in dwindling fortunes. Life moves on, and goes zooming between relegated tearaways. I am on the move with times, are you?

prelude to a special day

Yes, no propaganda, no hustles, no despairing efforts to tell people it’s a day we await every year, no inane posts on FB as if it was the last day on this restrained earth and am the only one celebrating a special day of its kind. Yes, we all love moments in life, and weContinue reading “prelude to a special day”