Rage, Rage, Rage, Rage.Fear, passion; joy, jealousyteeth gnashing, jaws snapping ''Please tie your hair properly'' Feet stomping, hearts shriekingwild dreams and untold legacies ''Sit like a lady'' Ambitions drawn, Sep 30 · 1 min readaavni.me
Reconstructing King Tut's TombA week ago, stumbling about forlornly within the deepest abysses of summer-vacation-induced monotony, I found my battered old copy of Ian Shaw's 'The Oxford History of Ancient Egypt'. Thus was born Mar 31 · 4 min readaavni.me
The StormGlinting slashes of white bone,Velvet dark of the unknown. An agile pounce, a booming roar,Blood seeps into the undergrowth. Blood-soaked earththe ichor of life Apollo’s wrath, muffled by storm.A shadow dispersed,A silence born.Sep 9, 2025 · 1 min readaavni.me
The Perfume BottleThe many divots and indents upon its body of glass twinkle like the stained windows of a cathedral at night, devoid of colour. Stains that smell like the twinkling of an old piano in a dusty library. A smell that coats the hollows of your bones, like...Aug 17, 2025 · 1 min readaavni.me
DisparityA man and an ant, a disparity so profoundBut a nip to a shin,And ants winAug 17, 2025 · 1 min readaavni.me