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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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Punished

"Why are you always back so late?" she cited in a brassy manner. I answered with silence after closing the door at my back as soft as possible, "Are you going out with girls?" It was the millionth time that... Continue Reading →

Minutiae

"I'm going to be slightly late because I took the wrong turn." my mum spoke to my over the phone, I was at the MRT train station after finishing up my job of teaching. "Nevermind... I just reached." 20 minutes before.... Continue Reading →

One Hacker

Darkness shrouded me in a dystopia of nonentities who moulded, controlled, and shaped the future, a sombre, murky one. I sat cross-legged with the macbook on my lap, cruising through codes which were prone to detonate a ruckus around the... Continue Reading →

Crimson Red

The decrepit colosseum was a grandiose blood show for entertainment in the annals of Rome. I stood singularly in front of this grand design, the architectural, the materials, all were somehow natural, it did not look that of a building, as... Continue Reading →

Executioner

Sporadically spread sombre clouds, darkening the vicinity of the blood bath. too many criminals, only one executioner... I thought. "NEXT!" the guards dragged a bald guy, he was not shanghaied in any way, he was wearied to the bone, not wanting to... Continue Reading →

Revolution

Suspended, weightless, I felt as if I was nothing, only existing for the sake of existing. I floated haphazardly, without feeling anything. my field of vision was fixed at a particular frame of reference, a bunch of ones and zeros,... Continue Reading →

White

Claustrophobic, the matt white walls towering on both of my sides, it was tight, just nice for me to walk through. The walls came in contact with my skin, something's wrong, I thought, I'm going to be a mesh pile if I don't... I... Continue Reading →

Invasion Pink

The sky was blistering with pink clusters, clouds were pink, the sky was pink. Powders of pink were raining, an obscure threat, a nonentity to us. People continued their lives as usual, just lifted up their phones to take a... Continue Reading →

Bitter Coward

The midst of a catacombs, a nonentity burial site for the innocent, the warriors, the soldiers, the spies, and the people whose lives were sacrificed for the sake of the war for the better, the war to end wars. Malodorous... Continue Reading →

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