indiebindie : Writing

The Sweetest Kind of Ignorance

The Sweetest Kind of Ignorance

A Poem by indiebindie


How bittersweet is this day my eyes awake and open as my heart sweetly sleeps in its newly found dark warmth Did you really believe that the c..
The mad one is in your mirror staring back at you.

The mad one is in your mirror staring back at you.

A Story by indiebindie


Examining how rigid we are in defining stability, norms, and what consists of healthy human behaviour when we fail to realize its all so subjective.
Ah, Sweet Oblivion.

Ah, Sweet Oblivion.

A Story by indiebindie


I'm sitting on the second floor of the student center - the hub of buzzing student life on campus. Asthe loud chatter over who wore what, and how swam..
Gaudy Saudi

Gaudy Saudi

A Story by indiebindie


A trip down memory lane, and then a bit of analysis with it to go.
Not Another Manic Monday

Not Another Manic Monday

A Story by indiebindie


A large white surface? A large white surface morphing into a large rectangle… a large white rectangle taking its form up above me peppered ..
A Dollop of Idealism, Please.

A Dollop of Idealism, Please.

A Story by indiebindie


To everyone aversed to the idealistic.
Numbing Scenarios are Hard to Forget

Numbing Scenarios are Hard to Forget

A Story by indiebindie


He left you…all alone in this rigid inhumane world… He left you…With that disgraced look of desperation smeared all over your pa..