The Colours of My Mind
I closed my eyes and the colours of my mind began to move. They danced and swirled, whirling and twirling together.
Eventually, they formed that face. That perfect, enchanting face.
Thousands of miles and hundreds of days are between us, but I still can’t get you out of my mind.
By Nipun
Saying Goodbye
Talking for hours, we finally concluded the discussion, painful and embarrassing for us both.
Finally I said goodnight, put down the phone.
Looked at my mother and she nodded approvingly.
Divorce is a painful thing, disowning someone can be crushing! But both?
By Monarch
