Invisible Stranglehold
A cold wind blowing from China, Whispering the first doom of the third millennia. As it seeps through every stronghold, Fills every lung with gl…
Poetry
Letter to a Hole in the Wall
Hello, I couldn't help but overhear that lately you've been feeling hollow. Routine feels empty, you fizzle, disappear. Perhaps days mo…
Element of Blue
A gentle shout inside my head Urging me to get out of the bed Quickly I got up, confused, whose voice was it? I didn't know, but it left me i…