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[42] Water Kills You
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The story is inspired by the Writing Prompt – “100% of people who drink water will die” sounds like a dumb statistic, but you are 900 years old and very thirsty. Enjoy! ——— “Dude you’ve got to meet this guy. He looks so… different but speaks so wise. Have you seen “The Man from Earth” where…
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[41] #NaPoWriMo [15/30] { Oh My God They Did It! }
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A senseless grapevine curls down our neck in between whispers we stand, a hundred of them faceless, they surround with twisted versions of a misheard story a misheard name a conniving mind a shadow of a dame I stand with her, clueless, we are They build memories that we are not aware of We meet for…
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[40] #NaPoWriMo [12/30] { Madness Bewitches Me }
The consumption of her crumbling madness amuses me, till the sighting of a shooting star calms my roaring laughter. She shifts. My world revolves on an axis that does not coincide with her atlas or her madness made of moulds of myopia She speaks in three, a plan to include thee Repentance mixed with madness or despondency A…
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[39] #NaPoWriMo [10/30] {You Are Made of Smoke}
…in between her gaze and her stare I fell in love Just inside her lovely mind I fell in love A galaxy in her mind that expands, though To my every mistake she fumes, though Her frightened face became her freckled face Her freckled face became her frightened face To distinguish between her gaze and…
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[38] #NaPoWriMo [9/30] {Awaken My love}
The prompt for today was to write a nine-line poem. I choose to write on the conflicting battle to be in dreams and to face reality. —— His majesty in a slumber of dreams All he does here is swing like a child only to fall into an earthquake of defeat Reality it seems is…
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[37] #NaPoWriMo (8/30) [To Be Noticed by Her]
She pinned me down like post-its on her wall A reminder of a task so important after all But to see what’s in front of you is a constant struggle So I stay invisible, almost like the nose between her eyes Her eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes They speak of a time when suns collide…
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[36] #NaPoWriMo (7/30) [ A Bucket List of Dust ]
A list of imagination, impossibilities, reverence I had made Until dust had consumed it under my bed turning my conscience a far gone mirage Until my tired eyes tried to make sense of it still My weighty eyes drag on them, my spines they chill A list that screamed positivity, I chanced upon The first; achieve…
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[34] Duality Personality
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My consciousness reaches its sleepiness attention at the banality of my clients. I’ve always tried to keep the sessions of the two patients with similar conditions distant so as to not let the monotony of it pierce through my attention for them both. But it could not be helped today. The two schizophrenic patients, the…
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[33] Concrete Jungle Never Leaves You
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Nature has a way of connecting us with our inner selves. The idea of being away from the concrete jungle of cities is immediately followed up by unwinding, loosening up, connecting with our real self. Introspection comes naturally unlike in high rises where tall skyscrapers pose as an inferior substitute for tall trees. The city…