robby922 : Writing

The Night

The Night

A Story by robby922


Why does the black bird stalk me? Its eyes fallow me like the refracting moonlight. It stalks me in the night, playing games with me, knowin..
Hidden waterfall

Hidden waterfall

A Poem by robby922


Sitting, Thinking, Forgetting, Forgetting the past Friends, Or acquaintances? Acquaintances to forget, To create memories, Memories to be easi..