Phantoms

Phantoms

They come and go. Lurking. 

Behind translucent screens of laughter. Feeding off of my uncertainty, my hesitation. 

Faces etched on smoke. 

They beckon me in my sleep. Whisper to me what I’ve always known. 

The monsters that we create are the ones we need to slay. 

Reviews

[Tazeen Ahmed]

Deep imagination.
Flawless writing
Applauds to this!!

[Ghalib Bakhtiar]

Wow thanks lol, wrote this ages ago without any real expectations. Hope to see you more often :)