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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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Creative-Writing

Drowning in Numbers

Flickering, out of nothingness, There was something, There is, smouldering. Never having ceding thought, I became the flint, The spark, the fire. 1, 2, 1,... A steady rhythm for one month, There was another┬ásomething, Subtle, insidious, unrevealing, A silent killer.... Continue Reading →

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Am I Ready?

No. And never, Will be. Life has deadlines, Even when it is set, We will never be ready For what is to come. Procrastination, Kills, Sucked. Asked, "Are you ready?" No. No matter how much you prepared, You will never... Continue Reading →

A Brewing Storm

Months turned into weeks, Weeks turned into days, like, so fast, that you have no time at all, to process all of these. I was standing, in front of the impending storm, A fucking shitstorm, I was wearied, Scared, shitless.... Continue Reading →

Sick

Dying, physically. Not quite, mentally. Waves of impediments, Impaired my armaments. Sick, virus, pain, physical. Rest, healing, mental. Life puts a hiatus in my mess, Taken it, Came back in a mantle of battle, Glowing, ready to fight, The on-going... Continue Reading →

Redefining Pain, Life, Stress.

Help. Life is filled with too much, Too many predicaments, Inundating my purpose with fog, The clarity of life. Pain. My back, My neck, My chest, My body, Aching, straining, throbbing, Beating in sync with the almost defeated me, Bent,... Continue Reading →

I Need to, I Have to, I Must.

Anxiety, nervousness, fear. All of them attacking me at once. I am falling, My mind is clogged. Sleep is deprived. Too much, too many, Effort is not there, At all. Information, knowledge, Messed up. Fragmented lots, Unknown cavities, Conning against... Continue Reading →

Wh…?

Tired, too tired. Wearied, too wearied. Dead, not yet. With heaps and mountains of books, knowledge, Stacked against My will to write. The courage to type, The creativity to venture, The effort to write. The writer's block, The excuses to... Continue Reading →

Resurrected

In the beginning, nothingness became something, something emerged heaven and earth, day and night, darkness and heaven. We are created, a man and a woman, Men and Women were created, a pair in each reality. The first pair, disobeyed, vanished.... Continue Reading →

Doctors

Path of life Undulated, meandering, Paved with peril, Leading us into bedraggled wretch Where all hopes dissipate. Agents of hope, Saviours disguised in flesh, Coated in white, Akin to the faintest, Resplendent flicker in absolute darkness, For the ill to... Continue Reading →

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