Like Gods under this sun we used to tread
Through meadows of heaven we once called home,
Never afraid of what might lie ahead,
Above us...

She looked around quickly to see if anything was missing. There was a dark bulge on the floor which wasn’t in the room before, and she c...

Days of our fathers
hanging from the branch
of an old linden tree.

 Photo: Ant Rozetsky / Unsplash

Tiny helicopters whistle through the a...

When fear, pain, and anguish seem too godlike to vanquish,

The fruits they produce overpower light’s source,

And its beams are obstructed...

She went outside and, on her way back, opened the wrong door. She didn’t realize that immediately, because the room she entered looked e...

Everybody is fast asleep, and I'm not planning on disturbing them
They can stay as long as they like.
I would ask them to leave, but I'm...

I am but a dream. 
Elusive as the years going by, 
fragile as love, light as a breeze, silent as butterfly’s wings, 
irresponsible as a...

“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”,
Or so they say.
Is this a limitless proverb?
Does it apply to all?
Or does it cunningly avoi...