“Pain Fuels My Pen (Sonnet)
When I started writing, I had a partner,
I had plans to settle in Sofia with her.
But then I lost my link to the Balkans, when
she grew weary and took the hand of another.
I couldn't write a single word for days,
but then, I let the god complex unleashed.
That's about when my writing skyrocketed,
as the heartbreak jolted my brain
into a hyper-publishing engine.
I had all the time in the world,
and enough pain to fuel my pen.
Every time I got my heart broken,
it benefitted my mission.
First time someone broke my heart,
I dropped out of engineering
and emerged as the Monk Scientist.
Second time when I lost my love,
Planet Earth received the Poet Apocalypse.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“Pain fuels my pen.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“Heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“First time someone broke my heart, I dropped out of engineering and emerged as the Monk Scientist. Second time when I lost my love, Planet Earth received the Poet Apocalypse.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“She grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn't write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That's about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“Why did my publishing output skyrocket around 2019? Put your conspiracy theories aside, I’ll tell you why. When I started writing, I had a partner, I had plans to settle in Sofia with her. But then I lost my link to the Balkans, when she grew weary and took the hand of another. I couldn’t write a single word for days, but then, I let the god complex unleashed. That’s about when my writing skyrocketed, as the heartbreak jolted my brain into a hyper-publishing engine. I had all the time in the world, and enough pain to fuel my pen.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper
“The dream clung to her ribs like ivy, wrapping around her lungs, her thoughts.”
Source: In My Dreams: A Haunting Romantic Fantasy About Star-Crossed Lovers Lost in Dreams and Hunted in the Real World
“She had belonged there. In that life. With him.”
Source: In My Dreams: A Haunting Romantic Fantasy About Star-Crossed Lovers Lost in Dreams and Hunted in the Real World
“Dreams are strange creatures. They don’t always die when you wake. Sometimes, they wait.”
Source: In My Dreams: A Haunting Romantic Fantasy About Star-Crossed Lovers Lost in Dreams and Hunted in the Real World
“You cannot live half here and half there. You must find him. In this world. Not in dreams.”
Source: In My Dreams: A Haunting Romantic Fantasy About Star-Crossed Lovers Lost in Dreams and Hunted in the Real World