There’s a room in the mind,We visit at night,to ride the waves…
Childhood trauma doesn’t vanish. It lurks in the space between inhaling and exhaling.After…
If you choose to think, then seek the truth, not like a scholar seeking…
Triggers live not in the world, but in the wallsof our own…
A lush poetic metaphor where fruit reveals the truth, love is unguarded,…
Ziya’s life is a delicate balance between the ghosts of the past,…
Vanity is a gilded cage… anger, a fire that licks your bones…
“Fool’s Errand” challenges the futility of wishing for change in the unchangeable,…
“A sudden urge, a whisper in the mind’s ear — to seize…
