Groping and searching, arms stretched out wide In an effort to find something to seize Stumbling and shaking from side to side Crawling in the dark, no moments of ease

‘There is a popular belief among anthropologists that you much immerse yourself in an unfamiliar world in order to truly understand your own.’ Ayaan stared at the line he had written on the page o

A story that tells of what is love .

small poem

The 2nd instalment of my adaptation of the Dickens' classic

i haven't written too many poems before, but i had this idea and figured it'd work. please help me and tell me what wrong and right about it.

Life is like a game of draughts. Everyone has the potential to be something great, Each piece has a chance at becoming King. In life there is always someone better than you.

I thought I would go to the bookshop caf'e, maybe she would come but it's closed down now stunning card glitter and Ladies.x.