It all goes by us in less than a flurry. A company of iotas passing by in the ravishing second. It didn’t take a second chance or a fleeting look back at that which we cherish. It all faded out, converged, diverged, separated and blacked out in front of us like the curtain that separates […]Read More The Silence Prevailing the Act.
Hush Little Bird… Hush little bird, Hush back home. It isn’t the time for a Light of Eden, Or a morning of galore. It is this epitome of petrification, That keeps me from giving you flight From this safe haven, a warm home. It is all a matter of a few seconds, In which […]Read More “Hush Little Bird…” by Imaan Siddiq
As you trot along the pathway singled out by your own circumstances, you feel fate as being unpredictable, unprecedented, like the sun setting over the horizon into oblivion or a parallel universe. In between the unprecedented chaos you find a hint of tranquility in something, someone, some where, somewhat. And it is that peek hole […]Read More “As You Like It” by William Shakespeare
Water Under the Bridge As the sun dawned upon the boundless land, it brought light to the shadows of the night. Laraib sat on the wooden bench placed in a small garden outside the shabby highway motel. From there, she could clearly see the highway bridge and the cars beneath it flowing like water under […]Read More Water Under the Bridge – A Short Story