: About Me

Emotional and pragmatic - life doesn't get any worse when you sit back and think how bad it actually was. That's me, two steps forward and three back. I think I've come full circle with being pathetic and hopeful and have embarked on yet another round.
If I try at all to understand the world, its only to find out more about myself.

My passion is ...

despair

I know too much about ...

nothing at all

My parents always told me ...

they had it tougher

My childhood ambition ...

long forgotten

My favorite memory ...

sunset on the beach, wind, salt, sand, love

Why I write ...

to escape reality

My first job ...

a cyber cafe assistant

My best moment ...

yet to come

My inspiration ...

life

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Abstract poems

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Fallen Rock in a hidden cave, Who will see you now that the tide is high? Who will graze their skins on your edges now that you no longer hold your head up high? Betrayed a mountain, didn't you? Carved a niche for yourself, but a scar to your kind and lost all claim to worthiness. Fallen Rock all that's left is for you to die: The sea will shatter you, The wind will scatter you while those that once protected you will watch on guiltless. All is lost, you might say. What good it is To buy freedom and lose yourself? But some say there is joy in not belonging and yet belonging everywhere. Fal...

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