scattered all over this world, my words are waiting to find you and you and you ageing with each moment like whiskey in gallons sealed in a wood barrel, ready to blow your mind the moment it opens. © Copyright 2020 Tomic Riter. All rights reserved. Hello, dear reader. My e-book Dying in Living is [...]
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Poetry e-book Dying in Living released on Amazon.
The winds are pulling my cheeks, slapping my face. I am watching the white patches of clouds dissect into smaller patches and disappear. Yesterday, my first e-book of poems, Dying in Living, got released on Amazon Kindle Store. It is now available for purchase worldwide. Book Cover Click here to visit my e-book page on [...]
Riding on a wet road.
It won't be wise to ignore the obvious signs of danger. I am not as far from my destination as I think I am. Night awakens the noises that sleep throughout the day. Still, a night is better than a day. And the problem lies there, in my likeness for the night. Inebriated, I feel [...]
Fluctuations.
this brightness is too bright, it kills inspiration and everything else I wait for it to diminish and once that happens, I can stop waiting for it to diminish and do something else right now, each point is on fire that connects to every other point behind these cracked walls I touch each point with [...]
Alive before dead.
Two hours later, my legs began to freeze. It wasn't winter. The winds were blowing against me. And I was riding too fast. I opened my coffin and prepared to lie down in it. As I sat in it, I thought about the next day and how the sun won't exist anymore. The winds had [...]
Leave now than later.
for a minute standing here is alright in the mild torment of rainy winds they carry only coldness to my skin they feel alright for a minute thereafter, my bones start failing to comply an urge to run there, to that lone bulb glowing and stand underneath it and just that this home will be [...]
Sitting outside.
when has this sky bled so beautifully as it is bleeding right now its blood was golden a while ago a few looked at it like I did now the blood has travelled beyond those mountains that I will never reach, not today. Copyright © Tomic Riter 2020 . All rights reserved.
A personal inquiry into reading.
A million books out there to read, but when you want to decide to pick one of them and read, it becomes a herculean task. Browsed a hundred books but not a single is found appealing, even remotely interesting. They all are talking about social issues or environmental issues or some historical event of one [...]
Further, up and down.
Another mile was covered. And then another. Not a quarter in my pocket but I had to ride on. A week's journey and I hadn't reached anywhere. The wild landscape was playing tricks on me. I had become weak and I was falling but I kept on as the land rose and fell and as [...]
