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The battle…

It was a dark and lonely night. The sky would have been a vision to behold with all the lovely stars, and a bright full moon.... if.... only if, it wasn't bequeathed with an awning of heavy storm-ridden clouds. The air was taught... It prophesied a demonic storm. There I was, beside the lake... kneeling …

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Beauty…

These roads, they have never known peace. "Quiet and calm", no poet dares to gift these words to his lover. Yes...his lover...the fuel to his art... Life. My feet have sores, I walked barefoot for years...but I won't dare to caress them...for...my rendezvous with this pilgrimage hasn't borne any fruit yet. Every lonely night, I …

Lifeless….

I was lying there. Still. Lifeless. Numb....yet breathing. With a body, curled up.... curled up like a fetus, waiting for light to dawn upon her untouched body. But....with a body, cold.... cold as a dead and stale corpse, waiting for the ferocious hungry beasts to take away what death left behind. With eyes, wide and …

Fallacy…

Across the Fire…. When I walked through…. My eyes were squinting as I stood under the blazing afternoon Sun. My brow was frowned, lined with sweat. My legs were limping from all the fatigue; and my mind was full of chaos...chaos of the fight between the heart and the brain, between passion and sanity! The …