Tag Archives: Passion

  1. Bleeding words

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    21/02/2016 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed I came across this interesting …
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  2. Thresholds, Firing squads and Writer’s block!


    13/09/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I am not the right guy to write about writer’s block. I’m not much of a writer to be afflicted …
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  3. I told her so…


    10/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I felt her warmth was just right, It was such that you couldn’t let go. She was my secret delight. …
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  4. Struggling Woes

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    07/07/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I sit by the stony wall Where the waves Crash into them Not two feel below. I sit rigid and …
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  5. Her…


    15/05/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The sky was the bluest blue With tiny white flecks, While you and me were a story Written under distress. …
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