The Dog Under The Sink

I entered the kitchen and I saw the dog under the kitchen sink.
It looked at me obediently with eyes that seemed to hint
“Don’t leave me here to stink in this room alone.”
How I wished it could be out to enjoy a little roam,

Spaces

I’m not a fan of emo poems but hey, here it is:

I saw me
There was so much space
Many things could fill the place
A girl went past me
I told her to stay
And she kept her bay

Children’s Voices

Paranormal activities and sightings are, no doubts, most common during the Seventh Lunar month. When the Gates of Hell are unlocked and the denizens are released for a month into our world. While I might not have experienced this chilling encounter with our ‘little friend’ personally, it did however happen right at the corridor where I walk almost daily.

A platoon mate of mine, right… Let’s call him Addrick, had to book in at night to prepare for his guard duty the next day. As fates would have it, he was the only person in our bunk that was meant for 20 over people. It was a large room. Though, that bit did not bother him much from sleeping, until…

Dreams and Reality

The repetitive whirling sound of the fan,
…A beautiful beach with clear waters and sand…
The mushy, stale air locked in the room,
…Or a bustling, lively street filled with people in the noon…

The Monster In Me

There is something scary living inside me,
Of me, he asks of someone I cannot be.
A replica of his soul,
He wants to cast me in his mold.

When I Return

When I return,
Would I still remember the scents of the flowers in my garden?
How they danced in the winds and mingled with the bees…

The Girl

Drumming heartbeats and sweaty palms,
Try as he may to look as calm,
His amber cheeks and his running gaze
Are only two of his giveaways.

Surface of the Necromancers

Necromancer

Chapter I: The Beginning

Noaroh Sumann was the cause of it all.

He had finally succeeded in completing his project that seemed as impossible as it was damned. The young sorcerer, with skills beyond his age and ambitions that were too big for his own good, had invented a way into where the demons lurk, where magics are at their foulest and the origin of all evils — Hell. When he was finished with the ritualistic preparations, he unrolled a scroll covered in Runic writings on the altar before him. The green-haired sorcerer had all that he needed. He had all the Chants, steps, spells, tools and everything else required for the ritual memorized. He will not fail. He must not fail.

Tin the Mage

Tin had watched in full silence when the big guy towered over Milly, his shadow covered her from the sun.

“So you think you’re tough eh?” the giant, who had seemed so tall back then, said.

“You broke the school’s rules,” the girl reminded, sitting on her butt, her hands supported behind her. Tin could hear the breaking in her voice when she spoke.

She was terrified. So was Tin.