It takes no time at all, yet takes a lifetime, the irony of death!
The head, getting full, ached as it compromised the vacancy in the heart bearing the latter’s burden in spite of constantly fearing if it was developing claustrophobia within, as the doors of escape from agitated thoughts were always locked.
As each day ends, I wish I could dive into my chaos energetically rather than drowning pathetically and then watch the movement of water that overpowers me transferring a portion of its energy as our sweet little deal followed by taking a stand against the welcoming winds under the bed of stars preferably boarding over a gently swaying boat that sails over an ambient oceanscape as a lonesome point that is lost in this vast universe born only to find all beauty in the vanishing ripples that reflect the milky white planetoid pumpkin which has mood swings that do not match with mine and afterwards slowly slip into the arms of sleep right in the shimmering open arbour that remains unbarred while listening to the magical stories of umpteen galaxies that hang over and the mellifluous voice of surrounding waves that kiss me good night one by one until that philander with bright dancing rays barges in on my pleasant utopian or sometimes wild dreams forcing me to open my eyes after bulldozing all fantasies written and directed by Nox.
Word Count: 180
The writing above is an example of the usage of the literary device ‘Polysyndeton’. Nox is the Roman goddess of the night.Continue reading
Sustain the Savour
Why don’t we often dare to go against the popular adage, “Let go of what you love; it’ll return if it’s true” and not let go of what we love or what’s worthy when there’s actually a true chance to try and sustain the savour?
The infections from contactless (eye) contact are more vicious than the threats from taction regardless of physical distancing norms, for the emotions that eyes showcase are enticing ecstasies.
Ignore guttural growls just like the growls of the gut that don’t stop irrespective of being empty or full.
Guttural: being or marked by utterance that is strange, unpleasant, or disagreeable.
Most often, kids are compared with their peers but kids never place their parents in any comparison chart with that juvenile wisdom of acknowledging one’s uniqueness, just like how a blooming flower never compares itself to its neighbour.
“I’m bittersweet, happy and sad watching my little buddy leaving to her preschool to get smarter like me, and also cross at the same time that she has forgotten to wave me a goodbye in her crying spree.”
Love stories can begin either ways in a library – when you open a book to read the pages or when you close a book to read the eyes!
I can bet it’s not just success that takes us through zig zags of toils and tears before reaching the target, after having experienced the toils of Google Maps that takes us through zig zags and narrow lanes of up to 2km to reach a destination 200m away on a straight road!
Stains of Pen & Sword
When one slashes hundreds with a sword in the battlefield and then sitting in the tent chooses to stain the pages through a pen that inks the lost blood, will the pen still be considered mightier?
Transform or Transfigure?
Watching his son’s self-isolated stunts, his dad wonders if he’s working hard in quarantine to transform into a web-designer or to transfigure into a spider!
Breaking the Break
He is here bored of working from home, breaking my break again during my usual nap time, the same human who would usually rush to work without any time to notice me wagging my tail to get some love.