Toast

I like toast.

I Can Say Whatever I Like!

Have a go at writing. It's fun.

A rustic’s parable.

A rustic’s parable. P K Routray Edited by P Gaan There dwelt a king kind and considerate in an Indian state

The Lemon Orchard Secret (SP&L)

"Really now?" she said with a playful tone, the look in her eyes full of ambiguity. Her finger reached up to her bronze-coloured hair and twirled a few locks.

Happiness and Company

Happiness, always the one that we want, Sadness, the one that we bear. Fear, the helper, the force that can shield Anger, don’t take us down there.

That’s what they at the asylum now say

I have walked in wait of my own death I have swam and drowned in my own life I have climbed only to sink beneath the sky I have crawled belly-down and stood on-high

My Fairytale

You tell me I'm your princess You say you'll hold me tight You ask to be my "ever after?" Forever, starting tonight

Inside and Out

He lay in bed, thinking. There was no describing the consciousness he felt at that point.

A Thirst for Colour

Her discovery of inspiration.

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