

paralysedthe lilting voices of the children providing me a sense of new joy and hopeparalysed
charred by the jarring noise of the drill by the neighbour up stairs i am awoken from my deadly bliss
many sounds are fluttering into my ears yet i feel a sense of dark despair for memories of what i can remember are slowly fading away
darkness fills my life i can only feel what this life is offering to me now
like an apocalypse hitting me i do not know how an elephant looks like now
what is it like to live with many colours of emotions filling my life &nbs


Uncle Bodhi Tree and Oriole"Mama, why do we see so many of humans around?"Uncle Bodhi Tree and Oriole
"Hush, my little one. They are here to see our kind and wise friend, for the one last time."
"Why?"
"Oh, so young and full of untouched innocence, my child. The human masters are thinking of ending his glorious and rich life for their own purposes."
The young, feathered creature looked almost about to burst into tears. "But.. but why? He has been kind to us by letting papa and mama build a home. He has been kind to the humans by lending them his sturdy branches and those protective, small leaves. Shouldn't they be grateful? Where are we going t


An ode to you my grandfatherYou used to take care of my needs when I was young. As I grew older, like the static of the TV, you faded into the background. I never noticed your gradual withdrawal from my daily life. Your presence was like flowing water. Soothing, yet easily taken for granted for. I recall, you never wielded the cane onto me. Whatever I had done, your presence was always a reassuring one. It was only when you had to stay in the dreaded hospital, Then I realised how I had taken your mere presence for granted. Never once had it occured to me that you were a mortal. You were always there, be it in tAn ode to you my grandfather
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