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#Thoughts Thoughts became passengers in the train and my mind is still stuck in the rain. When these things would get better? and when the worst things would take a leave letter? Oh God! tell me this at least Or give us strength to fight with this Time-beast...! #review #short poem

#review#short The look in her eyes, those nuances I used to read in them. Now they give me shivers. Now I close mine in peace. -from my black diary

A fire burns and eats the dead, smitten by the touch of death, leaving them pale, all completely sucked by the ending...to a life decayed by miseries and hatred. The war has ended, the war has wiped off people who tried to know how waves always leave back corals. I saw a naked mother half burnt, and her little child staring at her dead glass eyes, trying to wake her from a sleep far far better than a crumbling mortality. #review#short#Saramts

From my self flies a dissected soul, it all rains around in red. I saw myself naked, in the broken shattered pieces lying like a the broken teeth of a goblin. That stares into my eyes and tells me horrific things, and I know it's me only, my broken self that never can recover from such darkened past. I touched myself, my eyes and it bled tears of forgotten self. The girl I used to be, the girl I saw once cheering in a lukewarm day, crawling like a baby of earth, now is just a pensive withdrawn insane who scribbles her thoughts when the night grins madly at her. The psychiatrist said something wrong with me, did he know something is wrong with everyone around and we all...are just moving umbra? #Saramts#short-poetry #review

*FRACTION OF SECONDS* Woke up. I knew I was late. Coz that was my routine. And coz of a simple logic, why be excited to wake up early and go to a place you hate and do something that you hate! I sighed when my mouth tasted coffee before colgate...Ahh! how I love normal days, It was a normal day. At least that's what I thought. Papa was there looking up from the newspaper at me with a sense of pity. I sort of ignored that and walked out through the front door, but the next sight, a brand new beautiful ladybird and an even more beautiful rider, with short black hair waving in the wind, in a skirt that knew well not to cover her beautiful legs... Well I couldn't ignore that! Just a fraction of seconds and I had already captured her. Made her mine. Is this what they call... Oops!! She looked at me. Damn it! She caught me staring at her! I looked away whistling. I looked again, did I see a smile? I heard Mom shouting my name out aloud. I knew I had to rush. As I was rushing inside I heard a loud thud. I turned back and saw the beautiful ladybird lying on the road. It was only a fraction of second, yet my mind talked to me in infinite speed...Somethings...what did he say I don't remember anymore. I remember rushing back to the house. One year I didn't talk to our new neighbour who was an year older than me.Days went by. Mom had started packing things up one evening I came back from school. Papa received his transfer letter. Now whenever I see a cycle I think. What would've happened? Why hadn't I stopped my mind talking to me? Why hadn't I I rushed 'out'side than 'in'side? All in a fraction of second! #JOHN PAUL BENOY #Review #short story

THE ANGEL WHICH BRIGHTENED UP A LIFE OF A DARK SOUL: And there i saw her standing alone . Her eyes were searching for something or someone . I wish i could be that someone . Suddenly i felt her eyes on me . She slowly walked towards me in the lights of darkness where she was like a moonlight to me in my darkness. As she approached me my heart was pumping very high.As she came as angel and showered the lights and brightened up my life, as she was looking and searching for my smile which i losted in the darkness. She was so perfect in my favorite colour blue and black denim. I was stunned at that moment .And then she just gave me one of her beautiful smile at me and said keep this safely because this smile completes you dear. I couldn't utter a word and i was madly admiring her, and kept on seeing her and i was like oh my god such an beautiful angel she is. ~uchit(word's of scribbler) #review#short poem #uc