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The Storm, a new kind of poem

"This is something new that I tried out. It is a poem in the form of 8 Haikus. I've always been fascinated by this Japanese form of poetry. But when I tried writing about the storm, three lines did not do it justice. This led me to write a series of haikus, and I'm quite proud of the end result... So here it is!"
1. Calm winds in the sky
    Whispered warnings to ignore
    Silence everywhere
2. Hot sweat on your brow
    A small tingling of the skin
    Hell opens its doors
3. Lightning in the sky
    The water and land collide
     In one's eyes, despair
4. Cries in the distance
     The faces of your loved ones
      Nothing man can do
5. Promises of safety
    Prayers in the black darkness
    Hope flutters it's wings
6. All is calm again
    Destruction is everywhere
    Nothing is the same
7. Desperate, searching
    Cries of relief, of despair
    Many hopes extinguished
8. A new day, new chance
    Hope finds it's way back to us
    The wound slowly heals

Barricades in the world of Pen and Parchment

A few days ago, someone asked me to try writing something in my mother tongue instead of english. I liked the idea, but it was only when I started trying to do it that I realized that my thoughts aren't  in that language anymore... And having to translate your thoughts before you let them out.. this had such a negative impact on my writing that I had to give up. For me, writing has always been about letting my emotions flow, waiting as they took the form of words and then letting them pour into the paper. When you write or read, you let yourself into that world of paper and ink, which only a select few can see through, but when you barricade your thoughts, when you don't let them free as they are, I find that one barricades themselves from entering that world... But I don't think language is the only barricade, it's just one out of many. Whenever you have to stop your thoughts, because of what other people might think, or because you have to limit your words, your wri…

a visit to the perfect tree

"I've always found it interesting to read stuff that takes something so simple and so short and  gives it a whole lot of details...I was experimenting writing like that when i tried this...It's something different and i hope you like it. If you do i would love to write more for you...."
Dear Diary,
Oh dear!! It's so annoying to be packed off from tree to tree because the other birds can't bear my humming!! I wish I could find a good tree with a vacancy for me.. As long as its not hollow, the other birds will not be able to hear me. After all, it's not like I can help being a humming bird!! And no one should expect humming birds to stop humming!!
so today I flew to the neighboring city in search of a new home and I was quite surprised to see that it wasn't like ours at all!!! It had only a few smoke spitting, moving monsters and there were quite a few trees....But none of them had room for me! i was quite exhausted by the time I came to a large tree with …

a little speech....

N obody is perfect. I can tell you truthfully that nobody in the whole world is perfect. All of us are unique because nobody, nobody is perfect. Could Einstein paint? Could Enid Blyton sing? Could Pablo Picasso dance?! The answer is simple, No! None of them were perfect but all of them uncovered their hidden talents. This theory proves that nobody is actually a 'nobody'!! Everyone's good at something. They just have to have the confidence & bravery to unlock it. The problem is most people aren't. They are afraid to risk. They don't want their life to be of any meaning.................. I'm not saying that's wrong; but its hiding from your troubles instead of facing it. Don't you think you want to leave your mark on the world?! Right now everybody in my neighbourhood may know the name "Naeva"  but after I'm gone will their children remember me? No!!!!!!
A tree may know its greenest leaf, but after the tree is gone; will its brethren remember it?…