Poetry, 1 min readSuhana SinhaIndia

Life Journey

Poetry, 1 min readSuhana SinhaIndia
Life Journey

Me? Who am I? A mystery? No more! ....

I am a chaos wrapped into abuses and judgments of the people who think they are capable of but aren't.

An old soul trying to fit in this modern cynical world

A mess - a stubborn a devastated person fighting with her demons of inside and outside

Someone who is dying every night and waking up the next day to begin a new fight with her demons which are masked as her closed ones

Rustic thoughts drain the positiveness in me like blood oozing out of a fresh wound ..

Yet striving with cuts on my soul

Who am I? A mystery... no more!

A lost soul trying to find myself through words and experiences.

Living, Fiction, 3 min readEsohe Andeme AdebayoStarting Again, Series, NigeriaComment

New Life: A Series

Here I am on a plane miles away from home, relocating! What exactly had I thought taking a job that I am not even sure I can keep? Who was I trying to prove something to? Was it myself? Or family? Or Saleem? It'd sure be pleasant to show that good for nothing fool who I turned out to be. I mean I'm no longer the, "I'm sorry" type, whether I had made the mistake or not. I'm more of the "why doth my God try me with imbeciles" type!

Living, Fiction, 3 min readEsohe Andeme AdebayoStarting Again, Series, NigeriaComment
New Life: A Series
Love, Fiction, 13 min read, F.K.W.Fiona Kezia WinstonIndia

Horizon: A forbidden Indian love story

“Kshitija  is the place where the sky and sea meet” he said, nodding to himself as he wiped his hands on dirty trousers, not looking at me. “Horizon”, I whispered weaving my fingers into my hair and not being able to take my eyes off his. Shrugging, he countered, “Means the same, but mine’s more poetic.” I was only ten but I knew I had fallen in love with a nameless boy I met at the railroads every day.

Love, Fiction, 13 min read, F.K.W.Fiona Kezia WinstonIndia
Horizon: A forbidden Indian love story