Hi ya’ll.

After another 4 month hiatus, expect the writing to resume soon.

Till then, I’m glad to share some of the other projects I’ve been working on, namely making background music (intended for my stories) to set the atmosphere while I’m writing.

I’m also working on a grand concept music for the entirety of a reading segment I would like to upload in the future. Lets see how that goes.

With out further ado, here’s the most recent one.

As always, picture credits to their respective owners.

Mujtaba: Sir-Writes-Alot

Bliss Upon My Lover

Bliss Upon My Lover

The child of my body, asleep in my arms
I rock and spin him, perfectly graced
Then settle him down in his new cradle
And cuddle him warmth in the night, embraced


I whisk my pride from atop the sofa
And carry him down the hall, to bed
He tugs my beard as I lay him down
Tucked and tired, I kiss his head


I displace my lover up, from table to rest
Lowered down, the coffin sways
I weep upon the mound of dirt
And pray for them my life away

Solace In Hunger

Solace in Hunger

I starve myself of food, wants and desires
And clothe myself in this modest attire

To reignite my lost, compassionate soul within
And replace the greedy heart therein

These pangs echo in rhythmic drum-beats
The trickery of the mind to nag a cheat

As time goes by I discipline my thoughts
To relive that which I had forgot

The beggar’s hunger and the farmer’s thirst
Of the panic within that goes unversed

The sweat of plough, in every bread
Of every heave and drop they shed

The barren, beaten hands that bathe in rain
Of the noble pursuits that wash in vain

Those poor eyes that cherish an earnings wage
Versus my ownings, that I negate

A glistening humility this practice brings
To ground my extravagant, selfish whims

With empathy and love in people, regained
I find solace in hunger, again

I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (Prt 12/12)

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Chapter 12: All My Innocence

I did not see Elena for the next few months, but then one day, the nurses took me to the visiting room and sitting across the glass were Eli and Andy, smiling happily at me and saying things that I could not hear. This was my first ever visit and I was told that I only get 15 minutes.

I took my seat across the glass from Eli and Andy and the tiny speaker in front of me buzzed and opened, till I could hear her. She was so happy that she was crying, I’m sure I was, and Andy was trying to keep her good enough to talk to me.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY” they both greeted me. Continue reading “I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (Prt 12/12)”

I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (Part 11 of 12)

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Chapter 11: In The Night

I pushed Andy off my bed and he fell a few feet to the floor, yelling as he hit the ground, grasping his thick head in pain. The kids around us first stood still, staring at Andy, then up at me and then moved away from both of us and towards their games. The bell rung and everyone froze in their spot again, even Eli, but I hopped off the bed and stood over Andy, who was now biting his lips to not scream. His eyes were tearing.

The doors flung open and Ms. Hunter marched in randomly pointing to kids in the room yelling “I heard screaming!” Continue reading “I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (Part 11 of 12)”

I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (Prt 10 of 12)

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Chapter 10: Colder Than Bruises

They led us down a large room with a table stretched though out it and little wooden stools around it, then through another door into a room that only had a staircase in the middle and some cabinets behind it. Ms. Wilco lead me and Eli up the stairs while Ms. Hunter said that she would “Check us in.” I did not know what that meant, they already brought us inside, what else do they need to check? Eli held my hand throughout and Ms. Wilco would occasionally look back at us and pass a smile that only made me feel worse. Did she not know what happened to Mother and Father? Did she not worry about her own daughter? Did she even care? Or was she like Mother, and wicked. Continue reading “I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (Prt 10 of 12)”

I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (prt 9 of 12)

This Particular Short Story Contains Content That Some Might Find Troublesome
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Chapter 9: Always lying

Those people who ran into our house were police. They took me, Eli, Father and Mother into their cars, in separate cars actually, but kept me and Eli together. They took us to their main place they told us and had us sit inside a small room with only a bench. One of them came in and gave us some biscuits and milk, which was warm and made us both feel nice, tired, and sleepy.

Another man came later and asked me what happened. I didn’t know where to start, so I told him that Mother and Father were beating us and we tried to make them stop. Continue reading “I’m Sorry- I Don’t Understand (prt 9 of 12)”

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