Tag: standing tall

palm of a blue giant

a blue giant branched out in my palm feeling me the force of love pulsating in the corners of my smile universalising my cure to frailty each page then resounded a letter that was me in the finest form filled with peccadilloes but also…

chasm diegesis

there was a chasm of loneliness and it bore my name and I decided to fill it with tears hoping to reach the surface only sorrow did not quench that thirst and my tears had to be hope bound for what is sorrow if…

classical antagonism

nothing seems to be more caustic than the ignorance of being ignored and the indifference to the genuine the practice of selective empathy that has the negative zeal of selfishness the mistaken selves on the shelves of some codified, communal and coefficient categorisations that…

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