Multiple ink scrawls,
several pencil scratches,
random marker smears
all across the page
etched in time,
but none were
the signature
he needed…
wanted.
Multiple ink scrawls,
several pencil scratches,
random marker smears
all across the page
etched in time,
but none were
the signature
he needed…
wanted.
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
Creativity Is a Wild Thing
Formerly: PostDepartumDepression Thoughts about the "post Mommy" years of life
Spreading Physical & Mental Health Awareness
A blogging site to improve one's communication skill effectively.
Short articles to bring inspiration to people.
MASTERY OF MY OWN CIPHER
I want more adventures, good energy, learn new things, and grow!
My life; My views!
the wonderful world of words
Normalising the conversation about Grief.
Writer, Author, Storyteller
On my daydreams' ends
It's about anything that pops in my brain
Capturing the beauty of God's creation through the lens of a camera
real life with a side of snark
Apprentice crone, clinging determinedly to my sense of humour during menopause
Kavita Ramlal, Proudly South African
