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My Tomb at Night

When we sleep we are not dead, nor are we truly alive. And I despise it.

To close my eyes each night and lose myself to the world as it continues on, going about its business without me, is a loss I cannot abide. 601 more words


I despise the residents of my society

Like a normal day, after my college hours I was heading to my office which is about 2 to 3 minutes walk from my uni. Along the way comes a bus-stop, Thapathali bus-stop to be specific. 831 more words


Mr. Grudge

like a Burr seed attached to one’s clothes
his arms are tight for he never lets me go
despite how much i wanted us to be apart… 135 more words

Creative Writing

A Year in the Making

Throughout the year in my AP English Language Class, my writing has evolved tremendously through a variety of unique and diverse activities. My writing has changed as I had developed my own style when writing along with learning to incorporate all types of rhetorical devices and also reliable and informative sources. 1,181 more words


The Profane


Devotion for Friday June 9, 2017                     

Topic: The Profane                                                           

Text: Hebrews 12: 14 – 16       

A profane person here is one who, like Esau, despises sacred things and gives up spiritual blessings for sensual enjoyments. 307 more words


Where is she?

“Oooh ooh oooh, pick me, pick me, pick me! I know, I know!”  I was “that kid”.  My little fingers would always reach to the sky during class, asking the first thing that popped into my mind and never hesitating to answer a question. 496 more words