Whispers

  My childhood was safe and secure inside a big house, cared for by my family. Yet something was wrong. Growing up, I changed very much introvert and sensitive, empathy  made me ignore my petty role. I gave a lot, and finally gave up  my lot, no place in my people's  heart, yet I dream to regain it all. I am nothing but a tiny speck lost among the cosmic dust. Worry not, for life will go on. ~~ iniyaazh Image credit: Ben McLeod @ Unsplash

  Tall windows framed with gold, crystal chandeliers light up the floor, as statesmen flock to the door. Triumphant stood their leader proclaiming his might and power, every word crafted to hide failure. All for profit, made for minds seeking to exploit and prevail - refined crowd that wreaks havoc. Elsewhere sat another leader weathered face - calm and quiet endurance oozing charm and grace. People know his grit and power he was, like them, resilient clever they forge ahead breathing fire. Civilized they are in spirit pushed in to a deadly plight, braving all for a lengthy fight. ~ Iniyaal Image credit : Sajad Nori on Unsplash