short story #35: The Last Time

He still remembered the last time he held her in one of his bear hugs. He could still feel the warm kiss she gave on his forehead. He had closed his eyes and savoured the moment even as he tucked a wayward strand of her hair behind her ear. If only he had known at … Continue reading short story #35: The Last Time

Variety is the spice of life

When I was just a child Adulting seemed fascinating. It seemed like A tempting bowl of candy Within my line of sight That I just couldn't reach. But as an adult, I realised that Looks can be deceiving. Life isn't an easy ride. It's an epic rollercoaster ride, A crazy mix, Of happiness, sadness, Anger, … Continue reading Variety is the spice of life

Love Interrupted

The hall was decorated wellLit with strings of fairy lights,Lined with rose petals,Hearts and candles galore,Leading up to a small tableCovered with a white lace clothA ring of fragrant roses,And a bottle of perfumeClaimed the centre of the tableRoses were her favouriteAnd so was the "Flowerbomb" perfumeWhich was strategically placedTo hide a tiny velvet jewel … Continue reading Love Interrupted

Behind the Mask

She seemed quiet, reserved Or so it was generally observed By the ones who didn't know her She seemed shy Though they knew not why Her mask remained in place Until friendship claimed the space Her true boisterous self was known Only to a select few Her inner circle that rarely grew This verse was … Continue reading Behind the Mask