Melodies recurring, Enchanting figures rotating around. The ballerinas face an elegant charade. Sinking into sorrow A shadow of the passed, And a sparkle of the future. © Amara Hope Melechi

  The Corroding world we live in, leaning towards the afterwards, as we explore the ruin. Sometimes, escorted by the loneliness. Run away, run away, run away.   You may wish to ameliorate the solitude, while throwing secrets aside. Eradicating all chances of happiness, will only end in decay. © Amara Hope Melechi  

Life was looming behind her and she was wandering away. Without peering back she could continue, through desolation and desperation. Whatever it took. Aching and numbness was lingering as ever. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go back, sometimes she did, sometimes that’s all she wanted. But the thought of the pain and troubling…