Fiction
1 poem
It's troublesome being a shrink...
Things are never really lost...
The title says it.
A big announcement is about to be made that will change the course of history.
Once the movie is over, the character becomes a part of the actor forever.
A conversation that I am bound to forget some 20 years from now.
This poem is about a place that I chanced upon- much like Wordsworth and the Daffodils.
Any suggestions of improvement or ideas on how to make it more interesting is completely welcome.
Home is a place where someone always thinks of us.(A quote from Naruto)
For the red that you see and the red that I live are not the same color.
Is a dream always worth following?
Sometimes when people leave with incomplete promises, they return back to realize that there's no one left to fulfill those promises to.
And then there are some ties that set us free to conquer the world...