Mildly Uninteresting

Routine, repetition, retardation in my life.“All but my fault”, the hymn of denial.Slate, ash, taupe, my thoughts are in strifeAs the gavel bangs in this ceaseless trial. Stayed awake dreaming, but mindlessly asleep,a sliver of aspiration kept me tethered.Memories of when I was unfiltered, unadulterated,but now appeasing the world in a bogus shroud. – Ted

Alone

Feeding blue to a world I explored, “Will it always be like this? Hmm…”, I implored. Watching the dew drops dwindle down a dusty doomsday, I stared at the mirror above, “What would mom say?” The fiery breeze, cremated the corpses; The hum of the billions persist, just like mosses. A lonely soul grazing the sole […]

Hollow-Hell Forest

“Ugh!”, Ted exclaims as he drives to his grandfather’s 135-year-old log cabin, through the dark, shady woods at night, during a storm. It’s on these type of nights, one understands why this place is called the Hollow-hell forest. It looks calm yet deadly as if it could devour you whole in one swoop. Thunder booms and […]

And so it begins…

Going to sleep a peaceful man, the world around him changes, ever adapting to the vigorous environments of life. As he opens his eyes to a gloomy day, wondering what he had dreamt of in his sleep, his right ear senses a burst of noise as his phone rings furiously, breaking his post-slumber routines. As he reached […]