—to be seen yet remain hidden.
How are you? Glad I finally see you again. Your curly head looks so cute, your pink oversized shirt too. Do you still remember me? I know you saw me earlier, we passed in each other’s way. How do you feel when you hear my name? Does everything flashback in your life? Well, I hope you are doing great with your life.
Till we see each other again, my rabbi.
—Red
How are you? Glad I finally see you again. Your curly head looks so cute, your pink oversized shirt too. Do you still remember me? I know you saw me earlier, we passed in each other’s way. How do you feel when you hear my name? Does everything flashback in your life? Well, I hope…
In tender days of old, his love was true,A flame that burned with passion, bright and new.But winds of time have whispered secrets strange,And in their wake, his love has now changed. Once like a river, flowing wild and free,Their hearts entwined in perfect harmony.Yet as the seasons shifted, so did he,A distant shadow of…
Writings of Red 