all my choices lead to Life

Dear mama, There is life in the sound of my heels on the quiet streets of London, In the crammed tubes where people are always rushing to go somewhere. There is life in the moon glaring at me from behind the clouds, In the silent nights by the river when music and laughter are blasting...

letters of an apathetic man

Some time last year, in a foggy vision where the part of my brain that distinguishes an hour from a minute was dizzy. In times like that you forget; what is time but a man made illusion? Aren't the thoughts floating in space of the mind more dominant than anything else, such as time? Some time...

It is not funny that you say you are “so OCD”

It is not funny that you say you are “so OCD” when you rush to adjust the tilted table cloth and your friends laugh about it. It is not funny because you don’t know what it’s like for a slight tilt to remind me of how ugly my crooked smile is. And nothing can change...

“Shake the Dust”

-Anis Mojgani

Passionate People

I'm interested in sunsets and road trips and people who don't settle for the ordinary and those who believe in myths and magic I'm interested in the ocean not the shore and late-night phone calls discussing life and death and everything in between I'm interested in conversations that discuss the characters in books in such a...

Countdown

He's in his grave it's Peaceful and silent It's not as scary as theyTold him it would beHe's 77 and he Wonders if her soul is what's making the starsshine as he sheds his tearsHe's 60 and he's Right there beside herGazing into her beautiful Face which seems unmovedBy time to him, she wakes up...

12 a.m – 6 a.m

Every one was busy outside and every thing was happeningIn this hour of darkness in the cityIt was drizzling outside Almost full moon And they were alone on a couch leather boots off She was in his hoodieIt felt like there's a pianist in a corner flowery gardens beneath their feetAnd constellations dancing in the...

My Earth

Leave your doubts behind And follow my steps I don't know where I'm going But I heard it's safe They said you should leave everything behind Just carry a compass in your pocket the rainy nights you admired and an adventurous heart Because you see we are going to a land inhabited by nonsense and...

Paradise; Here

Around the waters of the pond Which we choose to go to In the midst of a faraway forest Among all the million places we can go to we gravitate back to that pond   Here, in this hour of darkness where the atmosphere is magically impassioned and silent This is how souls entwine  ...

Writing About Alice

In an evening of July, kids on the grass laid after playing around. It was twilight, it’s almost time to go inside. Their hands behind their heads stretched out on the ground, whispering tales here and there with childish fabricated events of imaginary knights. On the grass they were as they said your name, quiet...