The spray of the ocean on the rocks below creates a sound that is reverberating in his head. The sound of wave after wave crashing against the rocky shore, down below represented his turmoil aptly.
Only the deepest of love can bring about the deepest of hatred and only the heights of hope can land you in fathoms of despair.
She was ignoring me, not even looking at me. She just walked past me
The concept of terrorism from religion isn't something that is new in this world or it isn't something that surprised the various armies all around. The fact is that its been existing since
So far men have travelled
Yet so much left to unravel
But, today is a day of celebration
Because you have come a year closer to cremation
Through each summer, rainy, winter and spring we pass
There is a question asked about a lot. What would you do with your time? I would answer it differently at different times because only time lends a perspective on what to do with time. At certain
The grass is green
splashing across it is some spleen
To a ravens’ feast
Filling the hearts of mighty beasts
Two giant armies fighting in vain
Their fires smoldering despite heavy rain
Over the mountains mighty hold,
Through the dungeons dark, deep and cold.
A traveler, on a crossroad stands,
In search of fairies land,
For a city built on ageless sand,
To the tunes of an eternal
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