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The moon had scorched, The sun had melted, Gods fed on meat, And demons screamed amen. I could feel the world Losing gravity and ..

The angel of dawnFlushing with the signsOf hope and with the fresh wheezeOf space bound inspiration shores up the boost of legendary flinchaccompan..

Women, they say, is emblematic Of esteem, of love, of bliss and adore Enacting the roles of a deity divine, A sister, a mother, a seraph ..

Judge yourself and you’ll just know, That what they think of you… Well…it just aint true. For you are infact, The an..

In looking for answers I started a quest, I called out for guidance to get things off my chest Prayers were sent out to answer my question..

A cloud of dust, blocks the horizon Seeded with heavy mist of pessimism Tears of anxieties and uncertainties Isn’t it too early to let go a..

Birth is something we all go through but memories we have none why is it that we have no thought? When life has just begun From then on in we..

The pain of losing, a battle forsaken You are at war, the saga known as life Weep if you must but never abandon Hold your ground, wait for the mor..