Stagheads and Castles…

Fires, when left burning, can bring the greenest forests down. Tangerines hanging in the air, wringing the fiery crimson out of lives, devouring upon the beauty, leaving behind corpses; what a shame? Fires that can warm hearts, feed hunger, chase the dark away, can also cause an apocalypse when lit by the hands that are …

I Choose Love!

I was on a midnight stroll when I came across the doomed cracks in my castle. They were long, tracing the length of each magnificent wall, running around the deep carvings, distorting the beauty to their taste. Their taste- bitter taste; And I, for the longest time, seemed to have given into it- given into …

The Moon

I had sworn. I had sworn I will never write about the Moon.  It did. It made me gasp at its beauty each time I looked at it; filled me with endearing wonderment for the silver it spilled; had me looking for a braveheart who had the courage to bring it down for me; I kept …