Dark Love
And the wind in it’s sadder tone,
Carried the news to distant homes:
“Ah! Fade the chords of love with time,
And I with them from thee resign.”
hope
The Twilight Tree
The tree flinched as a cloud of bats crashed against him, startling him. He abhorred bats and everything of night’s kingdom. The nights were always lonely; he could never hear the songs or witness small fights. There was no hustle and bustle, no light just silence and stars in the dark sky witnessing his fear, never speaking, never moving. Night became worse with each minute, darkness darkened, silence increased and his fear heightened. Cold breeze whispered like a ghost in his ear and pale shadows played everywhere in his sight. How could he not be scared?
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Sometimes, it is better to forget…to cast away the years past.
Read more "Lost"The Pedestrian
“Your story is as true as it is soulful…life is all you talked about…and life molds a man into nothing or something, but it is the man who chooses to accept what he is molded into. You were molded into something, something evil, indeed…
Read more "The Pedestrian"The Broken Branch
As the blinding rays of the sun pierced my eyes, I caught sight of a half broken branch hanging from a lone leafless tree, a few last stubborn threads holding it as it swayed in the soft wintry breeze.
The branch, it seemed, had given up, had let go but the tree hadn’t; like a mother to a child it clung to the branch, defying the rules of nature, unable to accept the fate of her child, that it was destined for disgrace and not for the glory of the skies.
The broken branch, that little damaged child, felt encaged by life itself…
A Walk Down The Memory Lane…
The train stopped and seventy years old Adam stepped out into the clear bright summer day. Shouldering his bag he looked around and saw that the small village had changed a lot in the last fifty years…
Read more "A Walk Down The Memory Lane…"For One Day, We Forget
There always comes a day when we forget, when we just let the things that matter…go. There always comes a time when we pray, when we pretend to be happy, when we try and fail, when we…hope for a better day…there always comes a day…
Read more "For One Day, We Forget"Happy New Year!
A few second were left, out of breath and out of shape but uncaring for his own existence, the boy waited and finally, he looked up to sky and beheld a sight that blew him away. Millions of stars had come out to greet him and in their midst was the Moon, the Mother, the Queen, it looked as if the light of the stars was embracing the Moon, it was beautiful, spectacular and behind him, every person, young or old, weak or strong, cried with the utmost fervor the song of the new year but the boy was still looking up for he had been granted his wish…he was free, at last.
Read more "Happy New Year!"The Awakening of a Warrior
Every word like a dagger, every verse like an arrow, every stave like a sword and the rune, itself, a warrior. Fought with words, the battle of steel and came victorious, the hero of scheme, awakening a warrior…
Read more "The Awakening of a Warrior"Life
If a matchless flower with petals like a rainbow, so high in rareness, so unruffled, so serene, and its fragrance oh! I have no words, rises among deadly thorns; just imagine a glimpse of its beauty alone, its very imagination freshens my eyes as I rise up each morn and see it blooming besides me, longing to be it, to have that rareness, and one day I ask how? How to be you? And it answers…
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The Weaver 