She talked to them. She talked to the stars pretending they were you. At that moment, he was envisioned in her mind and everything, she did spill out. From past memories to the trivial fights they had.

It's pretty easy to admit that, everyone wants to be loved. It's human nature. We all want a certain type of love and affection at a certain peak too. Even though it's usually exclusively different from

Love, who would have thought a simple 4 lettered word could hold so much power and meaning? I doubt anyone would have ever been able to point out the true definition for this word. We can exploit the internet

Don't ask the lady on the train Of where she plans to go For when did her land turn to sand You and I will never know Where the bird flies unknowingly With voices in our hearts The moment dies and away

I saw the girl In the golden obscure light At the confluence of day and night It felt real and yet so unreal That I often wonder If I really had seen the girl that day She stood by the beach Facing the

I'm still awake In the midnight With no one beside Listening to the ticking sounds Of the clock In the darkness When even the gods themselves may be taking their rest The clock remains at its job Telling

There is an assumption that as we get older we will get wiser; not true, I’m afraid. But we can carry on being just as foolish, still making plenty of mistakes. It’s just that we make new ones, different

There once lived a farmer. He had a son and a horse. One day the farmer’s horse ran away, and all his neighbors came to console him, saying: “What bad luck that your horse has run away!” And the old man

I suck at threading words into something beautiful. I need other people's words to put it all into perspective because those words can hit me like a truck. I'm horrible at trying to understand the universe,

The most important thing we have learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, never,NEVER let- Or better still, just don't install The idiotic thing at all. In almost every blessed house we 've

I run round in crevices and mazes for the hand that reach out to me when all is asleep. The deep nights when all is enjoying sleep, is the time she wake up to attend to pressing needs. My day and world

Your eyes are so beautiful that they create the magnificent world you see Your hands work hard like the paintbrushes that make disparate strokes on paintings shaping your future Your mind is like the canvas.

Kintampo is a town located in the Bong Ahafo region of Ghana. The town has a population of about 49,046 people. Majority of them are commercial farmers who grow a lot of cash crops for export. They also

Do we do things right or we do the right things? According to Peter Drucker, "efficiency is doing things right and effectiveness is doing the right thing ". But come to think of it, is there

My mentor told me love is all you need. I was confused because I had come to him for his consent of me venturing into writing. So when he had talked about I never thought about writing being the love he

Then I guess this is good for you. Why would you like to be like everyone else? You know you are not. You ain't better and you ain't worse than anyone else you're just different. And that's okay no not

You will have to keep on grinding from the moment you wake up till you go to sleep. Everyday you have 24 hours to grind and shine or not grind at all. The grind should keep you motivated and should make

Failure is the one thing that you will have to do before achieving the ultimate success. It's not an arguable fact to say without failure you can not achieve true success from one's own toil because every

Thick and dark clouds form inside me Darker they become with each passing second Sorrow and pain is all I feel Almost as soon as I remember the words I begun to stiffen I've heard words being spoken And

What does it takes to make friends? This might seem a normal question but I won't be shocked if am to get not so much normal answers should I make a study of it. From my background, it is quiet right and