Sometimes, what comes from a dream is even more solid and real than the things and people we’ve been used to.
Creatures born from ink and paper are forever bonded to our souls.
Part 2 of my story collection ‘Paper Souls’
Creatures of ink and paper are forever bonded to our souls.
Part 3 of my story collection ‘Paper Souls’
Creatures born from ink and paper are forever bonded to our souls.
Part One of my first story collection, ‘Paper Souls’.
What did you think of it? Let me know in the comments!
Also, I’m really, rea...
HI, SKY!
An old owl or a swallow in flight think of the stars to be round eyes.
The stars are neither theirs nor a wizard's.
I am an old owl spellbound by nights.
I am a young swallow with love in my...
TIME CLIMBS UP AND DOWN
I talked to the wind through the autumn leaves.
The leaves don't know where time creeps.
Time is never back but where it sits.
No winds know where time kneels.
Old and new, bor...
I AM A PIECE OF PAPER
The ink will never walk out of me.
I know this.
I am its piece of paper, blue or green.
I am an emerald spring or a rainy autumn with brown leaves.
I melt in a summer's heat. ...
MOON FLOWER
You call me moon flower.
Yes, sir, the moon appears in my soul's shower.
There is a clock on a big tower.
It counts my steps with its power.
Yes, sir, the moon is the stars' follower.
What...
MINUTES
Minutes dance me,you and someone else.
A red dress made of silk leaves a colourless shade.
Precious pearls are nothing as winds have no necks.
A yellow dress made of satin melts on a shadow's ...
Tried a different format for this one. I actually meant for this to be an entry to a daily challenge but it seems the timezone Commaful follows is differt tomy own. (What Time Zone does it follow?)
A...
WHAT AM I?
This armchair is my motionless cart.
The curtain behind me is my window's scarf.
The ceiling covers the crown of the sun.
This white hat pats my forehead but shades my eyes.
I am probab...
STEP ON THESE PAPER PAGES!
My memories! Step on these paper pages!
Your nests are in my brain's cells.
Life may invent a saga.
However it's a saga itself.
My ages! Step on these paper pages!
Your nest...
PASSER-BY< br/>< br/>She is tender like a sparrow’s feather. Passer-by! Do you see her life’s vehicle? Death is probably life’s razor. She is dead or alive in her invented fable. Her heart is a stage ...
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SEAGULL!
Seagull! Are you a bride or a bird? Did you use to have an embroidered skirt? Don’t take any sail for your lover’s shirt! Never tell the sea that you were a girl! The sea knows you as a whit...
Sometimes, what comes from a dream is even more solid and real than the things and people we’ve been used to.
Creatures born from ink and paper are forever bonded to our souls.
Part 2 of my story collection ‘Paper Souls’
Creatures of ink and paper are forever bonded to our souls.
Part 3 of my story collection ‘Paper Souls’
Creatures born from ink and paper are forever bonded to our souls.
Part One of my first story collection, ‘Paper Souls’.
What did you think of it? Let me know in the comments!
Also, I’m really, rea...
HI, SKY!
An old owl or a swallow in flight think of the stars to be round eyes.
The stars are neither theirs nor a wizard's.
I am an old owl spellbound by nights.
I am a young swallow with love in my...
TIME CLIMBS UP AND DOWN
I talked to the wind through the autumn leaves.
The leaves don't know where time creeps.
Time is never back but where it sits.
No winds know where time kneels.
Old and new, bor...
I AM A PIECE OF PAPER
The ink will never walk out of me.
I know this.
I am its piece of paper, blue or green.
I am an emerald spring or a rainy autumn with brown leaves.
I melt in a summer's heat. ...
MOON FLOWER
You call me moon flower.
Yes, sir, the moon appears in my soul's shower.
There is a clock on a big tower.
It counts my steps with its power.
Yes, sir, the moon is the stars' follower.
What...
MINUTES
Minutes dance me,you and someone else.
A red dress made of silk leaves a colourless shade.
Precious pearls are nothing as winds have no necks.
A yellow dress made of satin melts on a shadow's ...
Tried a different format for this one. I actually meant for this to be an entry to a daily challenge but it seems the timezone Commaful follows is differt tomy own. (What Time Zone does it follow?)
A...
WHAT AM I?
This armchair is my motionless cart.
The curtain behind me is my window's scarf.
The ceiling covers the crown of the sun.
This white hat pats my forehead but shades my eyes.
I am probab...
STEP ON THESE PAPER PAGES!
My memories! Step on these paper pages!
Your nests are in my brain's cells.
Life may invent a saga.
However it's a saga itself.
My ages! Step on these paper pages!
Your nest...
PASSER-BY< br/>< br/>She is tender like a sparrow’s feather. Passer-by! Do you see her life’s vehicle? Death is probably life’s razor. She is dead or alive in her invented fable. Her heart is a stage ...
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/The-Queen-Of-Metaphors-Tongue/dp/1515339599" target="_blank">amazon.com/The-Queen-Of..</a>
SEAGULL!
Seagull! Are you a bride or a bird? Did you use to have an embroidered skirt? Don’t take any sail for your lover’s shirt! Never tell the sea that you were a girl! The sea knows you as a whit...