When your dreams turn to rust
And there’s no one to trust
You feel like you put in the corner
On an alien planet as a foreigner
It’s so vital to love and forgive
Yes, we come from Adam’s sinful ribs
But we should live as the redeemed
People highly esteemed
Is God Playing Games With Us?
Heartfelt conversations with my mind!
Understanding creativity, and the human nature.
embrace the magic
Poetry, Stories, and Other Musings With Spilt Ink
An Attempt to Use Words to Bridge the Gap in Our Hearts
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
binge thinking and other things in life
Nothing is immortal
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Casting for the Deep
"you will find pieces of me wherever you wander"
Poetry & Musings of Life & Faith
Scribbles by Afzal Moolla
#LiveRestored
A Soulful Touch, in Writing
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