"Who's next?", Hisham asked himself, brush and palette in hand, as he stared at the blank canvas before him.
20191209
Submitted to #MyWriters1stLiner
51 / 2019 (9th - 14th Dec)
Nobody's Park
(Sung to the tune of Nobody's Child) As I was slowly passing A busy town one day I lingered for a moment To watch people on...
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GETARAN JIWA 1958 — VIBRATIONS OF THE SOUL Singable English lyrics, my version . . . VERSE 1: Getaran jiwa, melanda hatiku ... -
Day 5 Prompt: Inappropriate laughter Our beloved Teacher Teacher made a silly mistake with an answer to his sums We laughed ...
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An Anthology — A burong descends from Tansang Kenyalang in the midst of a dire catastrophe. A shapeshifter f...