Being the possessor of an extensively fluctuating intellect, I sublime to writing. I do find peace there and somehow I can experience the burden released.
I am suffering from adomania. Everyone is in a haste and I can see endless deserted roads stretching far before me. Time calls me to run faster, I fear to move forward faster than my pace. The clock is nefarious. Ephemeral existence of the day has shackled me. Jouska has left me with queries demystified.… Continue reading Zenosyme
Gone are those puerile days when musings weren't many and ease overflowed. When I enjoyed the petrichor, when a new era of hopes defined aurora and when I would nonchalantly bombinate tunes! Ethereal innocence ruled my veins that time. The blessedness of those days is unbelievably ineffable. This metanoia wasn't pleasure. Parents assuaged solitude and… Continue reading Hiraeth
So I had participated in this Five Sentence Story Prompt Challenge: Week 1 This is really a lovely initiative, encouraging writers to pen down their thoughts in a dramatic way. I would suggest everyone to try this out. Well so it's voting time now, and I hope you liked my previous blog which was written… Continue reading Request Post
Five Sentence Story Prompt-Week 1 Today’s prompt word is SOUL(n) : the spiritual or immaterial part of a human being or animal, regarded as immortal. A person’s moral or emotional nature or sense of identity. Genre specification: All Genre Written in response to: FIVE SENTENCE STORY PROMPT: WEEK 1 __________________________________________ Demystifying Midnight Vehemence thrilled through my heart… Continue reading Demystifying Midnight
Impotent under the burden of affection, That day terminated her term Of selfless AMOUR. Establishment of a higher identity Grabbed her attention. She equated the oceans to love- Boundless as it was already, Disastrous now it seemed, Innocuous it was Purity was reflected eternally Deathly it meant. Still, wasn't it so very MAGNETIC? Not many… Continue reading Je T’aime
"Liebe bedeutet Erfolg!" Laughed the world. He was termed gierig and egoistisch. He wasn't surmising to be isolated, To be called when needed. Blunder! Was being ambitious a blunder? Was it to proove so disastrous As to make him reclusive enough? He knew the salience Of friendships and relations. The avidity to achieve has always… Continue reading Our Bricks