Calling for the timeout

Struggled much faltered more the pinnacle beckons while hecklers hurtle those dispersions that assail the confines of my mind standing redeemed in the fermenting faith that is your grace acting as a guide as I beseech. Just give me some time so your grace can refine. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved

What hides beneath

Under the guise of spurious smiles – animosity thrives. Hollow gestures flower running counter to true nature. As words likened to pebbles impinge like boulders shoulders weary from burdens foisted by others as the illusion dissipates. The piracy of adoration ensues leaving egos not bruised but shattered. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved