Nothing is…

Nothing is obvious, everything changes. Nothing is notorious, you find many angels who reach for the glorious, rescuing many strangers. Nothing is ever quite what it seems, maybe you’ll never wake up from dreams. You must be clever, don’t take extremes.   By Luca Arnaldo Read more texts by this author

Sentranced.

Sentranced: Captivated by a beautifully written sentence.   I want to devour the words from the pages, until it is not blood in my veins, but your words; till they fill me up, and make me feel alive; till I become the words I read. But, I’m just left staring at the pages, over and over…

A New Me

  “A New Me.” (within few hours). Hint: You know me ? This question to everyone to every writer?. Puzzle: A new day of a new year for a new time for all new Life’s mission begins from date When life was born once. Let’s see who finds it first.   By Chirayu Sharma Read more…

Fifty times

Fifty seconds of pleasure. Fifty minutes of birth. Fifty hours of leisure. Fifty days of mirth. Fifty weeks of innocence. Fifty months of strife. Fifty seasons of evidence. Fifty years of life. By Luca Arnaldo Read more texts by this author

Don’t fall for him//(Abort Mission)

Don’t fall for him. I repeat, do not. When the tall guy with the irresistible voice tells you he loves you, don’t believe him. When the guy with the amber colored eyes that you fell for in the first glimpse winks at you and gives you a half smirk half smile, don’t fall head over…

A Casket of Roses//

  I try to tell my friends That I am the same person On the outside. The same smile, The same tears, The same pale skin that is trying to cover my lifeless soul. But what has changed now Is my urge to look forward to things My excitement when I look at people. I…

Maybe

Maybe tonight or maybe tomorrow. May all that fight take ‘way that sorrow. Maybe one life or just one more morrow. Take all your time and make it great thorough. Maybe last year I just felt a bit lonely. Now I’m improving, I’m fighting so closely. Maybe this month I will reach out to you…

Stability Vs. Passion

    And you thought I’d never realise The secrets you hid The times you lied The days you spit excuses to not meet me The nights you let me believe you were up for me The words you swallowed back to keep it going The letters you backspaced so it wouldn’t cost you The…

The Coffee Shop.

I’m the girl in the coffee shop Writing about you, the boy On the other side of The glass door. Rihanna is crooning in my ear About how even if she reaches all her fingers She can feel more than distance between them. And that’s how I feel Looking at you You spot me, and…