Monday, November 14, 2011

Will you be the same person?

Will you be the same person once I got to know. Will you have the same eyes, same smiles and same crazy ideas? Hope the world enriches you, it fulfills you and be generous to inspire you.

Once you are back, I will see you.

Wednesday, November 02, 2011

Swept by the Waves

They couldn't resist to change. The waves were bigger than their dreams. They got swept by their tears.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

The Violence of Time

It all started as usual. While outside days floated into years, in her world time has stopped. The days were in the past, years didn't come along. When she had the courage to step into outer world, she felt so vulnerable and reached to a point that she couldn't take it anymore. Days stopped floating. The violence of time killed her.

Sunday, May 08, 2011

It was just a Memory

It was just memory. Somewhere in your life, you would remember once in a while, smile and forget about it.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Her Memories

Closing her eyes so tightly, she tried to remember. But she couldn't. Nothing made any sense to her, she couldn't even remember who she was. Her memories, her pieces of life weren't there anymore. It was blank. All blank. She opened her eyes and gave up. She knew she was reduced to nothingness. Her existence was only psychical. She reached out to one of the notebooks she was given, by whom she couldn't recall now. There was her name on it. These were her diaries, the only thing left from her past.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Her Story

She kept them waiting reluctantly.

She always chased those unique moments, chose her words carefully to create a story. She wanted a story to be real. That was her story. That was her reality.

Saturday, April 09, 2011

It was All Clear

Here we were once again under different skies, in a far-away continent and lost among this strange crowd. You were holding my hand tightly just as usual. My eyes were gazing the crowd, signposts written in a calligraphic language. The noise of the cars were buzzing my ears. Nothing made sense. At all. Except one thing: I was tied to you with thousands of years old feelings. It was all clear to me.

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

All About Her

It was the silence that told the world all about her more than millions of words that existed. She enveloped herself into this silence that nothing could break.