Nonameous

His ink bleeds, Bleeds as fast as a wrist that's been slit, I try to find the blots on his empty sheet,  He keeps evolving as I watch him flee, His right hand moves elegantly like waves in a fisherman's dream. Envy can't be a sin. I observe, I observe with the eyes that looks down on the one that owns them but reflects the praise of the wizards, such a disloyal tool, playing blind to the magic of the host. I follow the right hand like a stalker follows his out-of-league, Do my fingers belong to the game he's mastering? I can wait to find out but I cannot wait, But my restless mind needs to be reminded that his fingers feared someone else's, and almost every human has fingers, Eyes can lie, so can a finger,  But ink cannot as long as it doesn't linger. - Pranav Radee

The day is about to end,  The curtains are about to fall, you've finished playing the role of "Mr.Totally-okay", The lights turn on and you look around only to see no one to deafen your ears with applause, You think "That's how it's been until date", But I'm proud of you, you've made it past yet another day, You look at the other players who always win applauds, who make it look so effortless to get past every day and every play, The metaphor starts making sense to you, "All The World's A Stage". What do you do if you don't like the role you play, You feel your role is too insignificant in the bigger picture, But I'm here to tell you that you are the bigger picture, your own bigger picture, Remind yourself you can't always choose your role but you can always choose your play, A play that will make sense to you,  A play that's tailor-made for you,  A play only you can put up, Ch...

"Child, it's alright. Lord works in mysterious ways, but he will set it all right." "But how can he , Father. Dad beat me mum again, he threatened to kill me and he's off drinking away again." It was a quiet Sunday afternoon, it was just the two of us, the pastor and I. An eternal twinkle in his eyes, a loving smile and a kind heart, He was like a Father I never had He was like a friend that I always wanted this kind old man. none disliked the man of God, nor did I. And then .. "My child, let me drive your fear away, for you are my dearest . Let me make you feel safe, let me make you feel special, for you are my dearest. Let the Lord work his magic through me, but remember : This is our secret, and our secret alone...." As my eyes met his, I saw a glint of greedy red flash in his eyes, something unfamiliar, something sinister in the way his hand grabbed my shoulder, A shiver ran down my spine, but none disliked the man of God, nor did I. Our ...