Life was no longer something he cherished. His introverted self no longer kept him company and he disliked any of the feelings his five senses gave to him. He thought to himself, ‘would it matter if I wasn’t here tomorrow. Would I be missed?’ He answered his own question. ’Well not really. Most probably atleast until the [...]
February 15, 2008
Categories: Short Stories . Tags: suicide love pain emotions instability power my generat . Author: mindhive . Comments: 3 Comments
Fritter fratter frizzle fry
watch the fraggles falter and die,
to taint the land no more
February 11, 2008
Categories: Poems . . Author: mindhive . Comments: Leave a Comment
“Have you ever done a wigi board?” asked Mowbray. Allen looked at Mowbray, his larger fatter friend with a hair cut that resembled Obelix from the Asterix cartoons, a bizarre guy who always had some kind of infactuation with belief systems or just popular culture. Mowbray lived in a small house with his two older brothers and his mum. Since [...]
February 10, 2008
Categories: Short Stories . Tags: ghosts wigi horror scary children fear experimentation . Author: mindhive . Comments: 1 Comment
Not this mundane task again
I’ve done it everyday and then
this harrowing task that I regret
it’s simple as, I know that yet
it holds my mind with a binding force
i want to give up but of cause
it’ll never get done so I stay
and hurry up so it goes away
February 9, 2008
Categories: Poems . Tags: ritual routine chores faded . Author: mindhive . Comments: Leave a Comment