Sunday, 9 April 2017

Day 8: Time

Fleeting and fickle,
It is a flowing river,

It does not slow down
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Day 9: Clouds

Pale blue,silver fluffs, Ice crystals suspended high, The birds fly swiftly.

  • Day 6: Duawa(Chewing Stick)
    Teeth dig in, chewing, Olfactory explosion, Aftertaste lingers .
  • Day 7:Prayer
    Kneeling in the pews, With hands clasped together, Fervent lips quiver.
  • Day 4: Chair
    Wooden and sturdy, Overlaid with soft cushion, Standing firm and still.