Borders have played a crucial role throughout history, serving as the defining lines that separate nations and regions. While some argue for open borders and a world without boundaries, it is important to recognize the importance of borders in maintaining sovereignty, ensuring national security, and maintaining cultural identity. This essay explores the significance of borders, …
Failing to contain emotions, she lay down solemnly whimpering, only as much as her feeble stature allowed her to. Her scrawny fingers ascended to reach her face; she only grasped onto her withered cheeks as she set her sorrowful gaze upon the sullen scarlet sky. A dense and gaseous smoke filled the area as dusk …
A crumpled form: ancient yet wise eyes. Alone, she reminisced, rocking and humming to an old, forgotten song. Her head in her weathered, frail hands. Lips pursed as she hummed. The delicate yet deep, carved wrinkles telling her story of pain, love, joy and sorrow. She gazed in awe out of her window. A calm, …
Her withered face, she sat, perched upon her frail hands. Misery was carved into her shrivelled face, as if life had been a perpetual disappointment. Like a bird in a cage she sat as still as she could perch up in her chair. Her face, like a map of lines, each with their own destinations. …
Trapped, impatiently gazing over the side of the fragile rocking pallet she thought of as a boat. Uncertainly, telling herself she must be nearly there using a wet stick to push herself through the never ending calm sea. It had been four strenuous days at sea trying to escape her war torn country. The sun …
There she sat, wrinkled hands holding up her fatigued head. Worry lines on every fold of skin and a tense jaw as her mind raced with possibilities as she sat before the border. Alone, she allowed her thoughts to wander to darker places. Ominous and gloomy, dark clouds weighed heavily on the sky. They knew …
I remember when we went across the border. The English Channel below me seemed so vast and blue, a blue that is still technicolour in my mind 12 years later. Water rippled across the waves like the creases in rich silk. It was just the five of us on the plane: her older sister; her …
What happened to us? When did this awe-inspiring abundance of people become so … hollow? So empty. So cold. Nowhere, nowhere feels like home anymore, as if the tender loving care of a warm enveloping hug is lost, lost to a place no map could find. The place every explorer wishes they could go. Where …
6:35 am I landed on mars after 4 years and 2 months. And as I took my first step outside, I could see the vast empty barren terrain. I couldnt smell anything through my mask but my own sweaty smell. The sky completely dead grey and nothing else to it. And complete silence apart from …
