Here's a poem called Children of the Sun, by Fenton Johnson
We are children of the sun,
Rising sun!
Weaving Southern destiny,
Waiting for the mighty hour
When our Shiloh shall appear
With the flaming sword of right,
With the steel of brotherhood,
And emboss in crimson die
Liberty! Fraternity!
We are the star-dust folk,
Striving folk!
Sorrow songs have lulled to rest;
Seething passions wrought through wrongs,
Led us where the moon rays dip
In the night of dull despair,
Showed us where the star gleams shine,
And the mystic symbols glow—
Liberty! Fraternity!
We have come through cloud and mist,
Mighty men!
Dusk has kissed our sleep-born eyes,
Reared for us a mystic throne
In the splendor of the skies,
That shall always be for us,
Children of the Nazarene,
Children who shall ever sing
Liberty! Fraternity!
We are children of the sun,
Rising sun!
Weaving Southern destiny,
Waiting for the mighty hour
When our Shiloh shall appear
With the flaming sword of right,
With the steel of brotherhood,
And emboss in crimson die
Liberty! Fraternity!
We are the star-dust folk,
Striving folk!
Sorrow songs have lulled to rest;
Seething passions wrought through wrongs,
Led us where the moon rays dip
In the night of dull despair,
Showed us where the star gleams shine,
And the mystic symbols glow—
Liberty! Fraternity!
We have come through cloud and mist,
Mighty men!
Dusk has kissed our sleep-born eyes,
Reared for us a mystic throne
In the splendor of the skies,
That shall always be for us,
Children of the Nazarene,
Children who shall ever sing
Liberty! Fraternity!
"Ideas are cheap. I have more ideas now that I could ever write up. To my mind, it's execution that is all important." ~ George R. R. Martin
I'm standing in a line at Starbucks and this guy comes up to me and says,"Hey," there's a slight hesitation in his voice."I'm Zack. You don't know me... but uhh... can I talk to you for a bit?" He motions towards a table.
"Ummm..."
He has this genuinely sincere look on his face which gives my feet their own brain and they walk with him to the table. We sit opposite each other.
"So," he starts, "What's your name?"
"Alice."
He extends his hand towards me to shake, "Hi, Alice."
I take his hand in mine and give a firm, quick shake. But when I start to pull back he doesn't let go. He is looking at my hair. Then his eyes travel to my eyes, then to my nose and finally rests on my lips. He's blatantly checking me out and not even being subtle about it. It's a little creepy. A little, because he's gorgeous. With wavy black hair and smoldering chocolate brown eyes. And what girl doesn't like being stared at by gorgeous guys.
"So..." I give a small, nervous laugh.
"So," he repeats. He still hasn't let go off of my hand.
"I love you," he says very slowly.
I think I heard him wrong."Wait....wh-what?" I stutter. "What did you just say?"
"I said, I love you." Now my hand is covered between both of his. "I know it sounds crazy but I do. I saw you standing there and I knew. I love you."
I'm speechless. Shocked. Dumbfounded. Surprised. And a lot more adjectives I can't think of right now.
"Stop saying that! We literally just met. What is wrong with you. You don't go around picking random women and saying you love them. You're insane."
"I've never done this before. You're the first. You're the one."
I laugh out loud at that. "I'm 'The One'? You're really insane. Who talks like that!"
"I do. I talk like this all the time," he says seriously.
"And you don't even know me. How do you know you love me?"
He moves my hand and presses it against his chest where I can feel his heart beating furiously. "Because my heart never did this before."
-Nausheen
"Ummm..."
He has this genuinely sincere look on his face which gives my feet their own brain and they walk with him to the table. We sit opposite each other.
"So," he starts, "What's your name?"
"Alice."
He extends his hand towards me to shake, "Hi, Alice."
I take his hand in mine and give a firm, quick shake. But when I start to pull back he doesn't let go. He is looking at my hair. Then his eyes travel to my eyes, then to my nose and finally rests on my lips. He's blatantly checking me out and not even being subtle about it. It's a little creepy. A little, because he's gorgeous. With wavy black hair and smoldering chocolate brown eyes. And what girl doesn't like being stared at by gorgeous guys.
"So..." I give a small, nervous laugh.
"So," he repeats. He still hasn't let go off of my hand.
"I love you," he says very slowly.
I think I heard him wrong."Wait....wh-what?" I stutter. "What did you just say?"
"I said, I love you." Now my hand is covered between both of his. "I know it sounds crazy but I do. I saw you standing there and I knew. I love you."
I'm speechless. Shocked. Dumbfounded. Surprised. And a lot more adjectives I can't think of right now.
"Stop saying that! We literally just met. What is wrong with you. You don't go around picking random women and saying you love them. You're insane."
"I've never done this before. You're the first. You're the one."
I laugh out loud at that. "I'm 'The One'? You're really insane. Who talks like that!"
"I do. I talk like this all the time," he says seriously.
"And you don't even know me. How do you know you love me?"
He moves my hand and presses it against his chest where I can feel his heart beating furiously. "Because my heart never did this before."
-Nausheen
Ode to silliness
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The King in Yellow?
I'm as surprised as you!
Oh, my good fellow,
Clinton this day will rue!
We'll make the USA
Great again!
The liberals that bray
Deserve only disdain
Grab that pussy!
We'll slap her in jail!
We'll show that hussy!
We'll make her wail!
But, I was thinking...
What if we are wrong?
And aboard a ship that's sinking?
~ @MalfunctioningTranshumanist
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The King in Yellow?
I'm as surprised as you!
Oh, my good fellow,
Clinton this day will rue!
We'll make the USA
Great again!
The liberals that bray
Deserve only disdain
Grab that pussy!
We'll slap her in jail!
We'll show that hussy!
We'll make her wail!
But, I was thinking...
What if we are wrong?
And aboard a ship that's sinking?
~ @MalfunctioningTranshumanist
Strangers Again
Once, on a day,
through the life's way.
You meet one, strangeR,
and they become your life changer.
Doing every possible thing,
to get attached by the string.
Either it's running miles,
or even by faking smiles.
StrangeRs become friends,
over & over like trends.
Sharing every laugh,
even the fears & tears, in half.
So one day, you feel,
being more than friends.
So some way, you steal..
heart, being more than trends.
You'll never realize,
the miracles you did.
To make them ever realize,
just happy, all you did.
Hugging, Kissing, cuddling,
time keeps flying away.
Later it's puddling or muddling,
life keeps changing away.
Once, on a day,
it becomes a blame game.
somehow or someway,
relationship becomes a lame name.
Taking each other for granted,
or with time you're changing.
feelings aren't strong as planted,
because someone stopped trying.
Over & over once on a day,
tolerance is now enough.
It just happens this way,
its impossible & is now tough.
Someone who you liked the most,
is someone now, hated the most.
you move on with a life changer,
again just like being the strangeR.
Left with memories,
with some faded times.
Love notes & gestures,
& voices like some faded chimes.
Desperation becomes separation.
Importance becomes ignorance.
Try hard, keep them away from their pain,
before you become strangeRs again.
Once, every day,
remember how you started.
Try your best every way,
Just the way, how you started.
~Rajiv Anand
Once, on a day,
through the life's way.
You meet one, strangeR,
and they become your life changer.
Doing every possible thing,
to get attached by the string.
Either it's running miles,
or even by faking smiles.
StrangeRs become friends,
over & over like trends.
Sharing every laugh,
even the fears & tears, in half.
So one day, you feel,
being more than friends.
So some way, you steal..
heart, being more than trends.
You'll never realize,
the miracles you did.
To make them ever realize,
just happy, all you did.
Hugging, Kissing, cuddling,
time keeps flying away.
Later it's puddling or muddling,
life keeps changing away.
Once, on a day,
it becomes a blame game.
somehow or someway,
relationship becomes a lame name.
Taking each other for granted,
or with time you're changing.
feelings aren't strong as planted,
because someone stopped trying.
Over & over once on a day,
tolerance is now enough.
It just happens this way,
its impossible & is now tough.
Someone who you liked the most,
is someone now, hated the most.
you move on with a life changer,
again just like being the strangeR.
Left with memories,
with some faded times.
Love notes & gestures,
& voices like some faded chimes.
Desperation becomes separation.
Importance becomes ignorance.
Try hard, keep them away from their pain,
before you become strangeRs again.
Once, every day,
remember how you started.
Try your best every way,
Just the way, how you started.
~Rajiv Anand
Death, fuck off
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Death, could you kindly fuck off?
You and the horse you rode on
My mouth fills with blood as I cough
But I'll hate you until I'm gone
You are what makes life horrifying
You are what ruins every waking moment
You are the source of all this crying
You are what every ugliness foment
And people suffer from a queer syndrome
That makes them think you are a godsend
What's it's name? Oh, right, Stockholm!
They are trapped, but otherwise pretend
"It's not too bad, think of how boring
It would be to live forever and ever."
Excuse me? Boredom? What about exploring?
Reading, writing, finding the biggest lever?
To move the mountains, or why not, Earth
In infinite time, you could do this and more
You could have infinite joy, infinite mirth
Do all the things you absolutely adore
Wouldn't that be nice? If we could do that?
But first, we'd need to put our difference aside
We are all humans - short, tall, thin, fat
Race, gender, sexuality - we are on the same ride
Every person is equal, of equal worth
Nobody deserves to suffer, or die
Unequality, racism - give it a wide berth
Stand tall, be proud, for its end is nigh
The universe is uncaring, with no rhyme nor reason
But it doesn't mean we shouldn't build our own
Make the world better, make our hope a beacon
Let's work together, let's this lunacy dethrone!
We can do it. And even if we can't?
We'd have made the universe a better place
And with this, I conclude my rant.
Eyes looking up, towards space.
-by Francesca/@MalfunctioningTranshumanist
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Death, could you kindly fuck off?
You and the horse you rode on
My mouth fills with blood as I cough
But I'll hate you until I'm gone
You are what makes life horrifying
You are what ruins every waking moment
You are the source of all this crying
You are what every ugliness foment
And people suffer from a queer syndrome
That makes them think you are a godsend
What's it's name? Oh, right, Stockholm!
They are trapped, but otherwise pretend
"It's not too bad, think of how boring
It would be to live forever and ever."
Excuse me? Boredom? What about exploring?
Reading, writing, finding the biggest lever?
To move the mountains, or why not, Earth
In infinite time, you could do this and more
You could have infinite joy, infinite mirth
Do all the things you absolutely adore
Wouldn't that be nice? If we could do that?
But first, we'd need to put our difference aside
We are all humans - short, tall, thin, fat
Race, gender, sexuality - we are on the same ride
Every person is equal, of equal worth
Nobody deserves to suffer, or die
Unequality, racism - give it a wide berth
Stand tall, be proud, for its end is nigh
The universe is uncaring, with no rhyme nor reason
But it doesn't mean we shouldn't build our own
Make the world better, make our hope a beacon
Let's work together, let's this lunacy dethrone!
We can do it. And even if we can't?
We'd have made the universe a better place
And with this, I conclude my rant.
Eyes looking up, towards space.
-by Francesca/@MalfunctioningTranshumanist
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Knock knock! Who's there, you question
It's love, my dear, time for some intervention.
I know it's not gonna be a smooth ride
But there is nowhere you can hide
Though you wish I'd spare you this time
They seem bound, these helpless hands of mine
I'm here to knock you off your feet
You won't know the difference between a sour and a sweet
You're doomed, there's no escape nor distraction
It's getting old now, stop ignoring the attraction
If you ask me what's my deal
I will only smile and make you feel
Hey, now! Don't want to see your face frowning
I never said it'd be easy, rather akin to drowning
Your heart going pitter patter is hard to ignore
If you see him approach, God! It's gonna roar.
Say 'yes' if he asks you on a date
Come on now, stop drooling at his gait
It's time to sit back and bask in the sunshine
Coz your hearts are finally trying to align
Hah! Look at that smile playing on repeat
I knew, eventually all your worries would take a backseat
~Nausheen
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It's love, my dear, time for some intervention.
I know it's not gonna be a smooth ride
But there is nowhere you can hide
Though you wish I'd spare you this time
They seem bound, these helpless hands of mine
I'm here to knock you off your feet
You won't know the difference between a sour and a sweet
You're doomed, there's no escape nor distraction
It's getting old now, stop ignoring the attraction
If you ask me what's my deal
I will only smile and make you feel
Hey, now! Don't want to see your face frowning
I never said it'd be easy, rather akin to drowning
Your heart going pitter patter is hard to ignore
If you see him approach, God! It's gonna roar.
Say 'yes' if he asks you on a date
Come on now, stop drooling at his gait
It's time to sit back and bask in the sunshine
Coz your hearts are finally trying to align
Hah! Look at that smile playing on repeat
I knew, eventually all your worries would take a backseat
~Nausheen
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Forwarded from Anonymous.
Power is mans' food. He hunts for it like a predator hunts for its preys but he forgets that its bloody claws are his responsibility.
Subham:
"The power of true love awakens the responsibility to stay together and convert every moment into an opportunity to be happy and spread that happiness."
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"The power of true love awakens the responsibility to stay together and convert every moment into an opportunity to be happy and spread that happiness."
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NyaaN 猫 ^_^:
The big rock stood stronger than ever. With his foot planted firmly into the ground, he withstood many cycles of rain, snow, storms etc. But nothing could budge him from the spot. The soft carpet of grass often teased him for being too stubborn and proud. Probably because they never could convince him to move even a bit ald let them see the patch of ground their ancestors over past seasons could not see. Even the wise oak tree could not get him to speak.
"May be he is mute?" Said the tiny frog from the lake.
"I wonder.." Replied the dragonfly while dancing around the frog, "legends says he used to speak. But one day the mountain coughed out smoke and drooled away hot pudding. Since then he went quite."
"Maybe the hot pudding burnt his tongue?"
"Shh.. He may be hearing us.."
"Look at him. He still is staring across the lake, towards the mountain with boundless admira.. "
And the frog burped out the wings of the dragonfly.
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The big rock stood stronger than ever. With his foot planted firmly into the ground, he withstood many cycles of rain, snow, storms etc. But nothing could budge him from the spot. The soft carpet of grass often teased him for being too stubborn and proud. Probably because they never could convince him to move even a bit ald let them see the patch of ground their ancestors over past seasons could not see. Even the wise oak tree could not get him to speak.
"May be he is mute?" Said the tiny frog from the lake.
"I wonder.." Replied the dragonfly while dancing around the frog, "legends says he used to speak. But one day the mountain coughed out smoke and drooled away hot pudding. Since then he went quite."
"Maybe the hot pudding burnt his tongue?"
"Shh.. He may be hearing us.."
"Look at him. He still is staring across the lake, towards the mountain with boundless admira.. "
And the frog burped out the wings of the dragonfly.
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Gamma:
The Eternal Lilium :
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Once upon a time, there lived a king of flowers who controlled everything about flowers by his will and owned all the flowers in this universe. He had countless gardens most of which were open to everyone leaving a few which were forbidden for anyone to enter. These forbidden gardens were called as the Sanctuary of the Sacred flowers and these gardens contained heavenly flowers. The punishment for any human who entered these sacred grounds was death. Moreover these gardens were guarded by the immortal hounds whose even saliva was poisonous to all other animals including humans. Since humans couldn't enter it, they were always curious about the it because not only these gardens contained heavenly flowers but these gardens were also a part of many myths and legends.
Now just a few miles away there was a village where there was a beautiful girl named Lilyan whose enchanting smile won the hearts of all but especially Ferand. At the age of 17 Lilyan fell seriously ill and it was certain that she would die in few weeks. As the news of her approaching death spread, the entire village was filled with the air of sadness. Hearing that Ferand ran to see her and declared his love for her to which she smiled but asked him to forget about her as she would be dead in few weeks. Ferand didn't give up on his love and asked for her one last wish she wanted from her heart and no matter how hard it maybe to fulfil it, he'll make it possible. At first she refused to answer him but later she hesitantly replied that she wanted to see and smell the fragrance of the winter lily before her death.
Winter Lily- It was said that this flower bloomed only in winter (as the name might have already suggested that ) but also that it bloomed and glowed in night. Glowed with a very soft but luminous light which would outshine the moonlight in the coldest night. Some myths even suggest that based on the feelings of its possessor it would even respond with an appropriate voice and words.
To fulfil Lilyan's wish, Ferand now started his journey to get the winter lily from the forbidden garden of the King. After a few days of travelling he finally reaches his destiny, the house of the old alchemist. The alchemist gives him the Salve of concealment but at the price of his arm. He then applies the salve and sneaks into the garden with the utmost care and finds the lily. Just when he steals the lily, the lily cries alerting the guardian hounds. Knowing full well that the hounds can't leave the garden he runs to the final gate but by then a hound catches upto him and bites him. Nonetheless Ferand manages to get out of it. He starts his return journey while the poison from that wound starts to spread. He finally reaches his village and finds that Lilyan had already expired few days ago. And according to her wishes she was buried near an old Banyan tree around which she played a lot. He reaches there and collapses. He knows that his end has arrived and he silently awaits his death there. Surprisingly he then hears a majestic voice.
"I am moved by your love and devotion, now tell me your final wish" to Ferand's surprise it was the voice of the King of flowers.
"The sweet fragrance of this lily reminds me of the sweet smile of my Lilyan. I want to smell this till my death and also that my grave is always surrounded by it." Ferand responded back.
After his death, Ferand was buried beside his love and then near his grave the winter lily gave off the fragrance. Since the lily bloomed and remained active only in winter, the king froze it in ice and then petrified it so that it gave fragrance forever. And also turned that entire place into a garden of lily . But to the feelings of Ferand the winter lily responded by singing an extremely beautiful but melancholic song to show his devotion. And it is said that it sings continuously, even today.
The frozen lily with frozen fragrance The Eternal Lilium
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The Eternal Lilium :
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Once upon a time, there lived a king of flowers who controlled everything about flowers by his will and owned all the flowers in this universe. He had countless gardens most of which were open to everyone leaving a few which were forbidden for anyone to enter. These forbidden gardens were called as the Sanctuary of the Sacred flowers and these gardens contained heavenly flowers. The punishment for any human who entered these sacred grounds was death. Moreover these gardens were guarded by the immortal hounds whose even saliva was poisonous to all other animals including humans. Since humans couldn't enter it, they were always curious about the it because not only these gardens contained heavenly flowers but these gardens were also a part of many myths and legends.
Now just a few miles away there was a village where there was a beautiful girl named Lilyan whose enchanting smile won the hearts of all but especially Ferand. At the age of 17 Lilyan fell seriously ill and it was certain that she would die in few weeks. As the news of her approaching death spread, the entire village was filled with the air of sadness. Hearing that Ferand ran to see her and declared his love for her to which she smiled but asked him to forget about her as she would be dead in few weeks. Ferand didn't give up on his love and asked for her one last wish she wanted from her heart and no matter how hard it maybe to fulfil it, he'll make it possible. At first she refused to answer him but later she hesitantly replied that she wanted to see and smell the fragrance of the winter lily before her death.
Winter Lily- It was said that this flower bloomed only in winter (as the name might have already suggested that ) but also that it bloomed and glowed in night. Glowed with a very soft but luminous light which would outshine the moonlight in the coldest night. Some myths even suggest that based on the feelings of its possessor it would even respond with an appropriate voice and words.
To fulfil Lilyan's wish, Ferand now started his journey to get the winter lily from the forbidden garden of the King. After a few days of travelling he finally reaches his destiny, the house of the old alchemist. The alchemist gives him the Salve of concealment but at the price of his arm. He then applies the salve and sneaks into the garden with the utmost care and finds the lily. Just when he steals the lily, the lily cries alerting the guardian hounds. Knowing full well that the hounds can't leave the garden he runs to the final gate but by then a hound catches upto him and bites him. Nonetheless Ferand manages to get out of it. He starts his return journey while the poison from that wound starts to spread. He finally reaches his village and finds that Lilyan had already expired few days ago. And according to her wishes she was buried near an old Banyan tree around which she played a lot. He reaches there and collapses. He knows that his end has arrived and he silently awaits his death there. Surprisingly he then hears a majestic voice.
"I am moved by your love and devotion, now tell me your final wish" to Ferand's surprise it was the voice of the King of flowers.
"The sweet fragrance of this lily reminds me of the sweet smile of my Lilyan. I want to smell this till my death and also that my grave is always surrounded by it." Ferand responded back.
After his death, Ferand was buried beside his love and then near his grave the winter lily gave off the fragrance. Since the lily bloomed and remained active only in winter, the king froze it in ice and then petrified it so that it gave fragrance forever. And also turned that entire place into a garden of lily . But to the feelings of Ferand the winter lily responded by singing an extremely beautiful but melancholic song to show his devotion. And it is said that it sings continuously, even today.
The frozen lily with frozen fragrance The Eternal Lilium
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Frozen Fragrance
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He arrived at her home as fast as his legs could take him, panting like a hunting dog. The distance wasn't a short one. He banged her door fiercely. Once, twice, three times. Finally he heard footsteps, then a key turning in its hole. Slowly, the door opened just enough for him to see her eyes, her beautiful swollen eyes.
He stood there, shocked. "Why wasn't she opening the door like she used to?", he thought. Just as he contemplated asking this, she said limply, "Zayan, what are you doing here?".
"Lee, is everything ok?", he started, "you weren't yourself when we spoke a few minutes ago". "I ran all the way", he continued, "please tell me what's happening".
She moved her lips to form words but not a sound came out.
"Please, Lee, please", he pleaded. She looked into the night thoughtfully for five minutes then she made to widen the entrance. Suddenly, from inside the house, Zayan heard through most horrifying snarl, not of a dog but of a man. The man, her father, bellowed, "Haven't you had enough beating?".
"You would like me to torture you like I did your mother, wouldn't you?", he continued. "Who's at the door", he asked authoritatively.
"No one Father! ", she replied visibly trembling. Zayan knew she was desperately trying to protect him so he silently slipped away from the doorstep and hid behind the bush beside their home.
Seconds later, the door was flung open and out came the enraged adult looking around for any sign of movement. Done with the inspection, he jammed the door and fastened it with locks.
Zayan stood up to leave knowing the coast was clear. He had taken a few steps away from her home when he heard a loud slapping sound followed by some silence. The sound of a girl's cry filled the night's air after that.
Tearfully, he looked away and continued walking. "Why her?", he asked himself, "she's is such a beautiful and peaceful creature." "She is so sweet that none encountered her without leaving with smiles", he reflected sadly.
He resolved to help her whatever the cost. He loved her too much to leave her to suffer this pain alone. "I wonder if she'd ever really know how much", he thought as he walked into the night. It was a chilly night that had lost its beauty. A chilly night with frozen fragrance.
By Shayyma
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He arrived at her home as fast as his legs could take him, panting like a hunting dog. The distance wasn't a short one. He banged her door fiercely. Once, twice, three times. Finally he heard footsteps, then a key turning in its hole. Slowly, the door opened just enough for him to see her eyes, her beautiful swollen eyes.
He stood there, shocked. "Why wasn't she opening the door like she used to?", he thought. Just as he contemplated asking this, she said limply, "Zayan, what are you doing here?".
"Lee, is everything ok?", he started, "you weren't yourself when we spoke a few minutes ago". "I ran all the way", he continued, "please tell me what's happening".
She moved her lips to form words but not a sound came out.
"Please, Lee, please", he pleaded. She looked into the night thoughtfully for five minutes then she made to widen the entrance. Suddenly, from inside the house, Zayan heard through most horrifying snarl, not of a dog but of a man. The man, her father, bellowed, "Haven't you had enough beating?".
"You would like me to torture you like I did your mother, wouldn't you?", he continued. "Who's at the door", he asked authoritatively.
"No one Father! ", she replied visibly trembling. Zayan knew she was desperately trying to protect him so he silently slipped away from the doorstep and hid behind the bush beside their home.
Seconds later, the door was flung open and out came the enraged adult looking around for any sign of movement. Done with the inspection, he jammed the door and fastened it with locks.
Zayan stood up to leave knowing the coast was clear. He had taken a few steps away from her home when he heard a loud slapping sound followed by some silence. The sound of a girl's cry filled the night's air after that.
Tearfully, he looked away and continued walking. "Why her?", he asked himself, "she's is such a beautiful and peaceful creature." "She is so sweet that none encountered her without leaving with smiles", he reflected sadly.
He resolved to help her whatever the cost. He loved her too much to leave her to suffer this pain alone. "I wonder if she'd ever really know how much", he thought as he walked into the night. It was a chilly night that had lost its beauty. A chilly night with frozen fragrance.
By Shayyma
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Soiled Dew Drops
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Season's best gift of nature
the dew drops so pleasant
to satiate the dryness all over
lets cherish the drizzling ornament
On the grass, on the leaves
on the petals of flowers so fresh
Amusing the butterflies and the bees
dew drops leave no address
With the rays of sun
the dews evaporate
some lie down
soiled yet temperate
Whether soiled or as a mist
dew drops find no anguish
living a life of selfless gist
they do deserve a valuable wish
By Subham
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Season's best gift of nature
the dew drops so pleasant
to satiate the dryness all over
lets cherish the drizzling ornament
On the grass, on the leaves
on the petals of flowers so fresh
Amusing the butterflies and the bees
dew drops leave no address
With the rays of sun
the dews evaporate
some lie down
soiled yet temperate
Whether soiled or as a mist
dew drops find no anguish
living a life of selfless gist
they do deserve a valuable wish
By Subham
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Last Letter
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It appears to be an eternity. Floating in the dark ocean of light. Even though she was practically alone, yet she can hear screams blasting through her conscience. Screams so painfully vivid that one can see them. One after another. Shattering any ounce of sanity that may have been hiding itself in the deepest valley of her gut.
Wait. Did I just say gut? Shouldn't it be mind? But.. Ahh.. The screams.. Again...
Yes. I share her conscious. Who am I? I am the one who decides what kind of heartbreaking screams she is going to see next. I am the 'Last Letter' she wrote to the Santa.
As a child she was a good kid, had lots of friends, family and free spirit. Untamed, wild and devilishly beautiful. She would write a letter to santa every year. Innocent letters with gluttonous wishes.
But something corrupted her heart. She was tainted and the Mephistopheles assigned me the task to show her what may come.
Oh let me clear something. Santa is another name for Mephistopheles. The whole god and devil story is actually a sham.
Imagine a tyrant who enslaved you. Breaking free from that slavery is not an act of sin! Its gaining freedom.
She gave in her freedom and scribbled me, claiming her love and devotion to the tyrant, seeking nothing in return, claiming absolute devotion. So I choose to show her the consequences of those who surrender and fall into the trap of eternal slavery.
This is not hell. This is just a glimpse of the 'heaven' she chose. And I will make sure this is the last letter she ever wrote.
By NyaaN
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It appears to be an eternity. Floating in the dark ocean of light. Even though she was practically alone, yet she can hear screams blasting through her conscience. Screams so painfully vivid that one can see them. One after another. Shattering any ounce of sanity that may have been hiding itself in the deepest valley of her gut.
Wait. Did I just say gut? Shouldn't it be mind? But.. Ahh.. The screams.. Again...
Yes. I share her conscious. Who am I? I am the one who decides what kind of heartbreaking screams she is going to see next. I am the 'Last Letter' she wrote to the Santa.
As a child she was a good kid, had lots of friends, family and free spirit. Untamed, wild and devilishly beautiful. She would write a letter to santa every year. Innocent letters with gluttonous wishes.
But something corrupted her heart. She was tainted and the Mephistopheles assigned me the task to show her what may come.
Oh let me clear something. Santa is another name for Mephistopheles. The whole god and devil story is actually a sham.
Imagine a tyrant who enslaved you. Breaking free from that slavery is not an act of sin! Its gaining freedom.
She gave in her freedom and scribbled me, claiming her love and devotion to the tyrant, seeking nothing in return, claiming absolute devotion. So I choose to show her the consequences of those who surrender and fall into the trap of eternal slavery.
This is not hell. This is just a glimpse of the 'heaven' she chose. And I will make sure this is the last letter she ever wrote.
By NyaaN
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Song of Silence
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“The year… 1987. Location… Some island on planet earth. Agent O’o Rin… respond. I repeat. First mate O’o Rin. Speak. First mate O’o Rin. Confirm your location. First mate O’o.. Have you landed and assumed the form safely? Number one? Respond. Rin. I am begging you. Please, please say something.”
Suddenly, something moved below the tree. But Kauai O’o was busy in the mating call. Singing for his partner that would never return. Kauai O’o, that is what they called this bird on earth. Humans recorded the song thinking this is the final mating call of the last bird of its kind for a partner who never replied back.
This was indeed the last time they heard him.
“ O’o Balze, Your ship is surrounded by the Soaring Dragon Battalion. Surrender now, and you will be treated with mercy.”
“What do we do Balze? We are surrounded.”
“Damn! How did they find us? We made sure to clear all trails and hide in the intergalactical labyrinth.”
“This is not the time to think that. You are the captain. The safety of the crew is your responsibility. Do something!”
“You are right. Rin! Lead the crew out through the life-ships. I will stop these SDB.”
“But you know you can’t stop them all alone.”
“But I will buy enough time for you all to escape.” Said Balze as he winked at Rin and disappeared behind the snake-like passages in the ship.
As O’o Balze was holding off an entire army, he realised he is not alone. O’o Rin took the front line as well. As the first mate this was her job and as his partner this was her pleasure. Together they bought enough time for the crew to escape.
“Balze, I am running out of the fuel.”
“There is a planet in the next solar system with various life forms. We can camouflage there.”
“Are you asking me to run?”
“The crew made out safely, its Ok to retreat now.”
As they head towards the planet earth, they hit the camouflage button on their ships to assume a life form of the planet to hide. Though their camouflage was synchronised, Rin’s fuel exhausted soon than they anticipated. And here awaits O’o Balze for his comrade and love of his life. Little he knew that they took the form of Kauai o’o birds and humans recorded his failed attempt to contact Rin as the last song of the bird.
Though they failed to listen the song of another bird, Balze sure heard something. He heard the silence and its song. In return of his song Rin sang the song of silence for an eternity, reminding him of her devotion, sacrifice and love.
By NyaaN
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“The year… 1987. Location… Some island on planet earth. Agent O’o Rin… respond. I repeat. First mate O’o Rin. Speak. First mate O’o Rin. Confirm your location. First mate O’o.. Have you landed and assumed the form safely? Number one? Respond. Rin. I am begging you. Please, please say something.”
Suddenly, something moved below the tree. But Kauai O’o was busy in the mating call. Singing for his partner that would never return. Kauai O’o, that is what they called this bird on earth. Humans recorded the song thinking this is the final mating call of the last bird of its kind for a partner who never replied back.
This was indeed the last time they heard him.
“ O’o Balze, Your ship is surrounded by the Soaring Dragon Battalion. Surrender now, and you will be treated with mercy.”
“What do we do Balze? We are surrounded.”
“Damn! How did they find us? We made sure to clear all trails and hide in the intergalactical labyrinth.”
“This is not the time to think that. You are the captain. The safety of the crew is your responsibility. Do something!”
“You are right. Rin! Lead the crew out through the life-ships. I will stop these SDB.”
“But you know you can’t stop them all alone.”
“But I will buy enough time for you all to escape.” Said Balze as he winked at Rin and disappeared behind the snake-like passages in the ship.
As O’o Balze was holding off an entire army, he realised he is not alone. O’o Rin took the front line as well. As the first mate this was her job and as his partner this was her pleasure. Together they bought enough time for the crew to escape.
“Balze, I am running out of the fuel.”
“There is a planet in the next solar system with various life forms. We can camouflage there.”
“Are you asking me to run?”
“The crew made out safely, its Ok to retreat now.”
As they head towards the planet earth, they hit the camouflage button on their ships to assume a life form of the planet to hide. Though their camouflage was synchronised, Rin’s fuel exhausted soon than they anticipated. And here awaits O’o Balze for his comrade and love of his life. Little he knew that they took the form of Kauai o’o birds and humans recorded his failed attempt to contact Rin as the last song of the bird.
Though they failed to listen the song of another bird, Balze sure heard something. He heard the silence and its song. In return of his song Rin sang the song of silence for an eternity, reminding him of her devotion, sacrifice and love.
By NyaaN
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A Moment Please
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Tears dripped along my cheeks and I tried unsuccessfully to suppress my sobs as I stared fixedly at the crash site. I tore myself away from the man holding me and ducked under the tape, ignoring the shouts of the police as I made my way towards the mass of twisted metal and ceramics that was, once upon a time, an Earth return vehicle.
I grabbed a shattered heat tile and threw it away, ignoring the way it cut my hands. I pulled at the bent sheet of aluminium alloy, my blood painting them red as I shifted it away, revealing yet more ruined material. Heedless of my wounds I drudged forwards, desperate to find something, anything, until a pair of arms wrapped around my chest, pulling me away.
I struggled and tried to kick at the person the arms belonged to, but he was stronger than me.
"A moment, please."
The world surrounding me froze, drained of noise as those three words echoed in my head. I looked around wildly, trying to find the source of that voice. A small white creature resembling a cat sat amidst the stillness, surrounded by the frozen flames of the still burning ruins.
It stared at me with its featureless face and, flicking an ear, the voice came back.
"I can offer you a chance to set this right, Francesca. Time stands still for now, but unless you make a wish soon she'll die - and you won't have another chance."
"Who are you? What do you mean, a wish?" I replied, my voice shaking and breaking.
"You may call me Kyubey. I can fullfill any wish of yours, in exchange for you becoming a Magical Girl."
"You can save her?"
"If that is your wish, yes." it projected, swishing its tail. "But you don't have much time left."
"Then... I wish she'll be alive and healthy, now and forevermore!"
Its red eyes glowed, and a similar glow surrounded me, pain wracking through my body. I shouted as the light coalesced into a green gem in front of me, and time started flowing again.
I fell to the ground, hard, but the pain was nothing compared to my earlier agony. With the corner of my eye I saw the creature disappear in the flames, but not before hearing its voice again.
"Your wish successfully reduced entropy."
Another man joined the first and they lifted me, carrying me away. An EMT tended to my wounds, and a psychologist tried to talk to me, but I spent the rest of the day in a daze - wanting to believe my wish came true, but too jaded to think she was anything but a mangled corpse.
They decried her survival a miracle: unscathed in the middle of a sea of dead bodies, how could it be otherwise? But I knew what that meant. I wasn't hallucinating.
And when Kyubey returned, jumping on the sill of my window one evening and staring at me with his huge red eyes, I said only one thing.
"What do I need to do?"
By Zero
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Tears dripped along my cheeks and I tried unsuccessfully to suppress my sobs as I stared fixedly at the crash site. I tore myself away from the man holding me and ducked under the tape, ignoring the shouts of the police as I made my way towards the mass of twisted metal and ceramics that was, once upon a time, an Earth return vehicle.
I grabbed a shattered heat tile and threw it away, ignoring the way it cut my hands. I pulled at the bent sheet of aluminium alloy, my blood painting them red as I shifted it away, revealing yet more ruined material. Heedless of my wounds I drudged forwards, desperate to find something, anything, until a pair of arms wrapped around my chest, pulling me away.
I struggled and tried to kick at the person the arms belonged to, but he was stronger than me.
"A moment, please."
The world surrounding me froze, drained of noise as those three words echoed in my head. I looked around wildly, trying to find the source of that voice. A small white creature resembling a cat sat amidst the stillness, surrounded by the frozen flames of the still burning ruins.
It stared at me with its featureless face and, flicking an ear, the voice came back.
"I can offer you a chance to set this right, Francesca. Time stands still for now, but unless you make a wish soon she'll die - and you won't have another chance."
"Who are you? What do you mean, a wish?" I replied, my voice shaking and breaking.
"You may call me Kyubey. I can fullfill any wish of yours, in exchange for you becoming a Magical Girl."
"You can save her?"
"If that is your wish, yes." it projected, swishing its tail. "But you don't have much time left."
"Then... I wish she'll be alive and healthy, now and forevermore!"
Its red eyes glowed, and a similar glow surrounded me, pain wracking through my body. I shouted as the light coalesced into a green gem in front of me, and time started flowing again.
I fell to the ground, hard, but the pain was nothing compared to my earlier agony. With the corner of my eye I saw the creature disappear in the flames, but not before hearing its voice again.
"Your wish successfully reduced entropy."
Another man joined the first and they lifted me, carrying me away. An EMT tended to my wounds, and a psychologist tried to talk to me, but I spent the rest of the day in a daze - wanting to believe my wish came true, but too jaded to think she was anything but a mangled corpse.
They decried her survival a miracle: unscathed in the middle of a sea of dead bodies, how could it be otherwise? But I knew what that meant. I wasn't hallucinating.
And when Kyubey returned, jumping on the sill of my window one evening and staring at me with his huge red eyes, I said only one thing.
"What do I need to do?"
By Zero
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A Moment Please
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"Waaaaaaaa"
A scream ripped through the heart of the busy city. Never did the city of Delhi has seen an incidence like this before. It is as if the earth at the red fort gave up gravity on her and she is falling. Falling off the earth itself. Even she has no idea what is happening. She came on a tour with her college friends from the Doon valley to the capital city.
Suddenly the atmosphere around her started dissolving into an ocean of nothingness. And she kept on drowning. Sinking deeper into the dark depths, passing through what earthlings called as layers of atmosphere.
This was nothing like atmosphere! As she sank further from troposphere, the ocean grew thicker and darker. With The depth increasing, she can see creatures floating by. The deeper she sank, the bigger the creatures grew. One after the other she saw creatures with different attires, spectacles, cases and pamphlets passing by; ignoring her as if she is invisible.
"Just a moment please." She said. "Where am I?" , "Anyone please help!" , "Hear me out at least!"
But nobody even looked at her.
Sinking in desolation, she even stopped her futile struggle to even swim through the now tar-thick ocean.
Soon darkness took over her.
What felt like a sleep of eternity, she woke up into a castle, guarded by now a dead dragon. A valiant knight had already slain it and kissed the princess out of her sleep.
Looking at an incredibly handsome yet unfamiliar face who just kissed her, she screamed in horror.
"What is the matter oh beautiful princess? It is I who saved thee. Thy prince. Nay, thy true love."
"Love? My ass! Who gave you the right to kiss me without Concent? Piss off. I can protect myself from perverts like you."
And she punched the nose of the knight with all her might, exactly the way she learned in her judo classes.
By NyaaN
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"Waaaaaaaa"
A scream ripped through the heart of the busy city. Never did the city of Delhi has seen an incidence like this before. It is as if the earth at the red fort gave up gravity on her and she is falling. Falling off the earth itself. Even she has no idea what is happening. She came on a tour with her college friends from the Doon valley to the capital city.
Suddenly the atmosphere around her started dissolving into an ocean of nothingness. And she kept on drowning. Sinking deeper into the dark depths, passing through what earthlings called as layers of atmosphere.
This was nothing like atmosphere! As she sank further from troposphere, the ocean grew thicker and darker. With The depth increasing, she can see creatures floating by. The deeper she sank, the bigger the creatures grew. One after the other she saw creatures with different attires, spectacles, cases and pamphlets passing by; ignoring her as if she is invisible.
"Just a moment please." She said. "Where am I?" , "Anyone please help!" , "Hear me out at least!"
But nobody even looked at her.
Sinking in desolation, she even stopped her futile struggle to even swim through the now tar-thick ocean.
Soon darkness took over her.
What felt like a sleep of eternity, she woke up into a castle, guarded by now a dead dragon. A valiant knight had already slain it and kissed the princess out of her sleep.
Looking at an incredibly handsome yet unfamiliar face who just kissed her, she screamed in horror.
"What is the matter oh beautiful princess? It is I who saved thee. Thy prince. Nay, thy true love."
"Love? My ass! Who gave you the right to kiss me without Concent? Piss off. I can protect myself from perverts like you."
And she punched the nose of the knight with all her might, exactly the way she learned in her judo classes.
By NyaaN
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