Smile Like Wildfire

His smile is wildfire. The couloir of his lips Widen just enough To let pass A glacial glimpse Of white peaks. Then, licks of red Snake up his eyes Where dark embers Burn with the heat Of the Pole Star. And while your eyes trail The pathways it makes, It gains A life of its…

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Random Gyan #30: Stopping Time

Life rushes past us in a blink. Day becomes night, night becomes day. Weeks turn to months and months to years. Some of us always seem to wonder, ‘where did all this time go’? I do that a lot too. I wish there were a pause button so you could stop time, sit back, relax…

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