#poem #beautifulpiece by a #friend From the day I saw you, To the day I felt you in me, My heart pounds in solace, For my heart seeks salvation in you. I dare not to pursue you, For I have my essence longing to have you, To feel the warmth of your love...
“There she goes a manipulative gold digger.” A woman in late thirties wearing a floral maxi carrying a blue carry bag retorted. Finely made up and stylishly dressed for her age. “Oh! Is she the one? No doubt she looks young.” Another compatible woman said thoroughly scrutinizing her through an oversized Ray Ban...
An entry on the Diary from 3rd August, 2015 When I swap the screen of cell with my index finger to the right, it reads boldly 5:48am, too early for me to wake up; I am and never was a morning person. I have been literally awake an hour ago; figuring, scrutinizing, inspecting...
