CatSnitch

These are random thoughts from past creations, current and future ones. I don't have much rhyming poems, that's why these are proses. Like an open diary for someone, or thoughts shared to a friend or a mere stranger I pass by.

Note: Some of the pieces here are published in other platforms.

Bin of Proses, Thoughts and Short Stories

It's funny how things turn out to be pointless


How everything that is happening is not worth it


We all live to survive another day, another challenge, another trial, another problem, another...


We all live, believing in paradise after a life in turmoil and pain


We all live it all, everything, ranging from happiness to sadness, from sorrow to joy


Now I add, a million words, a billion, a trillion to gazillion


Still we end up questioning, yet when we have some answers, we still question


We never stop on it or either way, we ignore a lot and live the role we're given


No one's to be blamed, no one's to be condemned


How very complicated yet simply carried on


Chest: Wandering Mind