Author Archives: theshadowsofthenight

About theshadowsofthenight

An amateur writer and amateur artist :)

Reeds

If almost any man were made to feel the grief you feel they would go mad, stark raving insane. The reeds blow in the wind. They are pale and white, and the wind that moves them carries tears. The storm … Continue reading

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Meanderings

Bodily functions are the weirdest oddest thing. The most important people have them as well as others. I wonder if spies ever took advantage of the desperate need to poo after a milky breakfast for the large numbers of lactose … Continue reading

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You

Autobiographical accounts tend to be dripping with ego, unless you can put the truth of you in it. You know that feeling when you turn to those whom you are accustomed to getting answers from, and they tell you this … Continue reading

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Bittersweet

Bittersweet always reminds me of Naira, a girl back in school, because it was the most profound essence of the incredible essays she would write for English class. Our teacher would rave about them. She was quiet, bookish, introverted and … Continue reading

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Portrait of Sue

I wanted to write bad stuff about you and hide them all behind some complicated play of words. Instead I feel like crying because my thoughts keep turning back to myself like a strong search light, and all I see … Continue reading

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Wide eyed child

Why did you finish it? It stands alone. My hand feels shaky as I quickly scribble out another picture. Right now the world seems so fresh, and I feel young, only its too young, I feel like a child. I … Continue reading

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The heart of the tree and its soul

If you see the heart of the tree, you can see its soul. Right now, I feel like a liquified drop of coldness, so lost in nothing In being nothing in knowing I am nothing, to the ones I love, … Continue reading

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