You Never Asked You never asked how I was? I was … I was fighting demons and dust When you finally asked – The door had already opened at the first blink of dusk I had won; for I chose to burn all masks Manizey Manizey is an academic and storyteller based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. […]
Promise Make me a promise; I promise… Manizey Manizey is an academic and storyteller based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. She has a fondness for the macabre and the supernatural, and is always dreaming up fantastic scenarios. Follow Me Facebook Twitter Instagram Goodreads
Abracadabra Abracadabra! The bunny hopped The music stopped The magician laughed And the crowd clapped Abracadabra! Life did not hop The cries did not stop The magician left! And the crowd wept! Manizey Manizey is an academic and storyteller based in Dhaka, Bangladesh. She has a fondness for the macabre and the supernatural, and
Of Thorns and Beauty He gave me a flower I looked for thorns for an hour Was I a fool? Did I break a rule? Beauty does not dwell within perfection It shines through flaws and their unspoken suppression Bless the flaws, bless the scars “Perfection” itself will break free to dance
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Sing me a Song Sing me a song of Heroes and Fiends I want to know about the Fiend’s defeat Sing me a song about the sun and storm I want to dance in the rain and break free from the norm Sing me a song of mirth and tears I promise to
I’ll take care of it The list was long Deep breaths, deep breaths That guitar on my chair waited for a new song But the list was long I ran and ran The list was long Ticked one, and two, and three and four Only the Heavens kept count of my knocks on the
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