Who is She? She’s veiled in red, Wrapped in green, Her true beauty is Layered within Who is she? ©Fatima Begum (Scroll down…) . more »
‘Why not just kill her?’ The boy was dressed in grey today. His eyes were covered by his thick black fringe, yet I knew he was looking straight at me as he threw the apple in the air. ‘Because I’m not a murderer,’ I pushed myself off the ground. ‘Can you please stop calling me more »
Why not me? There’s this thing that exists, But, do I describe it as a ‘thing’? My five senses refuse to make it tangible, Then, does that mean it’s not real? If it’s not real, then does it exist? Some people have it, others crave it. Some people cry over it, Yet, there are more »