
Shortwriter

Shortwriter
On that day when the dawn broke, the wind was soft and quiet, from her window Mary could hear the stream of the of the river which lies just below the meadow of her home. It brings her peace from the bustling noise of her husband and children getting ready to leave for the day. Few moments after she observe a strange figure looming in the grass. Closer and closer the figure now appeared to be a ...
Busy City
Among the constant horns that fill the air lies vendors from across every corner.
Red light, yellow light, green take turns at every way.
Crosswalk filled with walkers attending to their way.
The aroma of delightful delectables filled the air.
The ring of the guards’ whistles here and there marked the way for safety.
City goers crowd the street with the sound of chatter and laughter.
Wo...
Deep are your roots that is rooted in all is beauty and glory.
Your roots that are of centuries old, paved for your a destiny to be unfold.
Your deep roots tell of a history marked, marked by a culture unerase.
Your deep roots echoes from the past well into your future.
Your deep roots are bended in the bows of your back, crevices of your loins and etched in our minds.
Your deep roots can be seen ...