Stories,Stickers and Stamps

   Late evening. The sun has made way for the moon. Full moon shinning bright like a mirror catching the light,making the world look at itself,look at the sky,forcing me to think. Stars cover the dark night sky like a tiny little pebbles on the warm sunny beach. Here I am,alone,slowly walking down the road.Legs intertwine,favourite song playing through my mind. Time seem to stand still in this dark,quite emptiness. Lonely streetlights illuminate the way, like a runway of a fashion show, where, I am the star tonight. I take the small steps forward,step forward with the beat of the song,closer and closer to home,lost in my thoughts,swallowed up by my own mind.What’s new, eh ? Thinking,looking back on tonight,what has happened? How we got here,why…Was it a good thing or a start of something bad. Time will tell. What won’t break us,will only make us stronger,right?Isn’t that what people say?I’m exhausted,tired,worn out. I can’t fight anymore,not tonight. I am done.You win an

   Good girl.Dark past. Sad story. Bad boys. Doing well.Plenty of secrets.Lots of secrets. Careful what you wish for. None the wiser.So much promise. Gone nowhere. No help. Big loss. Killed. Ran. Cryptic. Lost.Forgotten yet there. Gone but still here. They remember. She is remembered. Something is wrong.Not right.Not there. Someone or something. Alive or dead. Never know.Never give up. Took for granted. Should have not. Sad.Confused. Paralysed. Lost. Where?Why?How come?Time heals. Makes it worse. Tears come. Memories stay. No contact. No word. Still gone.Still lost. Family?Alone?Happy or struggling. Dead or Alive?    Good girl. Dark past.Sad story. Notes. Messages. Stories and memories. Diary. Crumpled. Thrown. Burnt. Destroyed. Why?How come?Angry.Struggling. Hating.Suffering. Killed or killed by? Ran or hiding. Waiting. Praying. Hoping. Begging. Best.Worst. Optimistic. Destroyed. Why?Why not?Help. No help. Alone. Lonely. Shattered. Abondoned. Shackled. Judged.Pointed at. Talk a

   Today the memories were made. Yeah,it was just you and me and we did not do anything special but it is the fact that we were together,that’s the beginning of a memory and regardless of what we do,whether we go skydiving or sit on the bench in the park,it will be a memory for me and I will cherish every second with you forever. Regardless of what happens to us,to me,it will stay with me forever. You have made my day,you made it extra special,you were the secret missing ingredient to my perfect day. The sweet sugary candy to my sour life. Today the sun is out and seems to be shinning brighter than ever. Light breeze freshens the air and slowly moves your beautiful thick hair, around your glowing face,which has me so mesmerised. The nature is alive all around us,birds are singing,everything is green and full of life and it is as if you are the one who made my world come alive. You are the one who gave it extra flavour,colour and light. You made it bearable,brighter,and s

   The Rushing River. Such a beautiful thing. Water flowing,birds take a swim,have a wash,dogs mess around,playing games. Such a nice summer’s day. Greenery all around,from trees to grass,you can see,smell and feel the life and the energy of the nature all around.    The river is relentless. It does not stop.It keeps on going,keeps on moving,it has a direction,a purpose,the flow. Tiny little waterfalls along the way,make waves,forcing the waves to smash and crash into each other.Turning the sweet mellow river into something darker and more menacing.    Here I am,on the edge,standing,watching.Hypnotised,mesmerised,lost.Perplexed as to why, but I cannot stop looking at the energy the river gives off,at the rush of the nature. I am being called,things happening all around but I am lost,consumed in thought.Away. The movement of the river,waves,water,nature itself, it’s hypnotic. It is calling for me,it has my attention and doesn’t let go as if a muse,siren wants me and all of my at

It seems like it is becoming a habit of mine but here is an obligatory "Sorry I was quiet,down but not out" post. It was not that long ago, since I wrote that life has been taking over my writing and different things were getting in the way, and I was asking you to be patient with me. I tried to write and keep it up and yet,we back to square one. I think the main idea here, is that I'm dealing with a day job and a little bit complicated personal life so what I am asking you,is to be patient with me,keep checking on the blog if you can and or feel like it and I will put up content when I can. I do not think this period of busyness and weirdness will last long but it's not over yet. I need concrete schedule and time to know when I can write and how much time I have. Having said all that. I do have some ideas in my mind and I am very eager to put them on paper. I can't wait for you all to read them and I do miss writing. Hope you bear with me,hang around,keep checkin

  So the story goes something like this. It was a rainy dark night.It always is, in these stories, cmon . But still,it WAS a rainy dark night. No moon,no stars and pouring rain,hard. Steven,a 35 year old married man, was finishing up at the office.. He was working extra hours that night, and before he knew it,it has gone dark,fast. His wife called him at the office and he said he was finishing the work he had and was going home. He had two kids, and kids and wife wanted him back home,he was a busy man. He did the work to the best of his ability,as much as he could and locked the office. He ran through the downpour to his car,got in the car and started the engine. The car was not in the best condition but it was functional and he could not afford a new one at the moment. After a couple of tries,the car started,lights on,Steven pulled out of the car park.He was on his way home.    It was a small town and nothing really ever happened in it. Maybe an annual pie eating contest

   Two powerful forces locked in the eternal struggle for domination.Both focus their entire existence on annihilation of the other.Eternal never ending struggle goes on to this day. Ground shakes all around them,cracks under pressure,dust rises into the heated air. It is hard to breathe,the air is warming up with every passing second as they both struggle and keep at it for hours and day,months and years. With every passing second,more and more of the ground breaks away,the air gets increasingly warm, polluted with hatred and anger. These two forces destroy everything in their way,everything around them. They only have eyes for each other and each one is focused on tearing the other apart. Both powerful beings,pure energy,both of equal might and one can never topple the other. People around look on in distress,their world is changing as the forces are locked in combat,the world as they know it is changing and it affects everyone around. It is only a matter of time til d

   Beat.The base pumping through the headphones into your ears. Going through to your brain and making you move. It makes you flow,live the moment,and channel the energy in you. Movement is electric,from the head to toe, the beat is coursing through you. It feels good,happiness,bliss. Lost in the moment,all worries forgotten,nothing quite like it. You are the one with the music you are listening to,you are part of the beat as it courses through you. The lyrics remain in your mind and you know the words before they even sung. You go with the flow and sing the song that makes your day today.Top of the world,electric,hypnotic and it feels good. Lost,escape. Energy in the air,lost in the song and the beat,you sweat,giving it all you got. It glistens in the light as it shines on your face and you are the start right now,right this moment. They love you. Ecstasy,heaven,escape. 

   Late night. Street is empty. Street lights shine down on the empty road. Not a single person around. Not a single car passing by. Whole world is asleep,bracing themselves for the day ahead. It’s quiet,bugs float around in the light. Not a soul but a single man.He sits at the bus stop under the light. Just him,alone. Waiting for the the last bus tonight. He is going home,or so he thought. He started thinking.He was thinking about his life and as he was pondering his being,his mood changed. His goal to head home changed. He was just there,just then,at that moment and time,thinking about where he is heading and what happened prior.    The man’s mood changed from a mellow, warm,jolly to melancholy and a quiet feeling of sadness. The man has come to realise that he is all alone..His family is away from him and they say they care but they never really bother talking to him until it suits them.He doesn’t really have any friends. The man never really makes any, and nobo

8:36am. She opens her eyes. -Fuck!The light is so fucking bright. Yesterday was nuts. God,my head. What time is it? She turns her head to look at the clock. -Oh my God!Shit! She springs from the bad,grabs her skinny jeans of the chair next to the bed. Puts them on. She grabs a top,puts it on and over her lace bra,fast.No time to waste. She is running late. Teeth brushed. -God my head.Where the fuck is my phone?Gotcha!Choo’s?There you are my babies!Never going out without you two. She grabs her Prada handbag from the table,gets her cigarettes and keys out. Pops some pills for her headache,as usual.She grabs her portfolio off the table. This is big,she can’t mess this up. Not again. Running out of the house,locks the door. Keys in the bag.Phone in hand.Cigarette out and in the mouth,lit up. -So good,I need it. Phone rings. -Fuck!Hello?Yeah,I’m on my way. I nearly missed it. I can’t.Not again!You got you portfolio?Me too.So where you at right now?Grab me one too,I n

   Desert. Late evening. Cool breeze is blowing. The night is quiet,the night is cool. Empty clearing just a single car. A truck. Blanket is spread across the back,two lover’s lie on it. Sweet slow songs come from the radio,muffled,lost in the air with the sweet melody still coming through. The lover’s hold hands,fingers entwined. They gaze upon the starry skies. The vast midnight open, full of small shinning diamonds, scattered across the blanket of the night. They lie in silence and stay still,counting the stars,thinking of the memories together and pondering the future. The moment is precious. It is the kind of moment that will prevail and stand the test of time,it is the moment which will be ingrained in their memories for the rest of their life. This is what youth is made of. This is life at it’s best,most beautiful and precious.He turns to her and asks: “What do you want the most?Right at this very moment?Right now.”She,still looking at the beautiful and rich night sky slowl

   Red light.Stopped the car.Waiting. Hot summer day. In the car,windows down. Hands at the wheel and there you are. Walking down the street with him. It seems like it was almost yesterday since we broke up and yet,it seems like you have moved on. Fast. So many years together,all of the memories,the good the bad. All down the drain,gone in an instant. It’s funny how easy it is to throw it all away,how easy it was for you to move on. Just like that,you got another guy. Parading around,showing him off. Big man.    My eyes widen,I cannot believe it. Short messy red hair,slender,that face,the smile..he looks, just like me. You did not want me so you got another guy instead.He looks just like me. It’s sad. You had me and we could have had it all,but you let it all burn.You will never have with him what we had,he will not be like me,it will never be the same. You keep him close and hold his hand,remember when it was me?I’m sorry,you can’t have me back.He may look like me but he’s not

Castle Black. That’s what the locals call it. Beautiful on the outside,deadly inside. It has been built a long time ago and it’s history is unknown. It is beleived, that duke and duchess of the land were living there, until one day, they vanished. Nobody knows where they have gone to, and if they are alive. Since then, the castle stayed empty,hollow construction,cold hard stone. It is a beautiful old structure on the outside.Vast, beautiful, intricate detail all over the castle exterior. Inside,it is belived to be lavish and luxurious,beautiful and image of the fairy tales. Nobody knows for certain, as the castle harbors a dark secret:whoever enters,does not,come back..    It is believed that a treasure of great importance and wealth is housed within. A prized possession of the previous owners,left behind in mysterious circumstances. Since then,many have tried to breach the castle,enter it and claim the prize for themselves. So many warriors and hopeful knights have been swayed