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Rame Day: Fathering failures after failures And becoming rame every second moment, I masqueraded to myself. Guzzling the pain of life quietly, I awaited miracle to happen. Nymph of heaven came at the prescribed time to become the partner of life. Life became meaningful, smile became sanguine. Rame day knocked my room, when small baby girl, so immaculate, so divine cried to drink the nectar from the nymph. Heart beat galloped to give me new recognition as father. As she jostled to my bosom to give me the sweetest pain, I thanked the Almighty. The rame day winked at me witnessing exudation of my unique emotion. Rame Day: Fathering failures after failures And becoming rame every second moment, I masqueraded to myself.

Rame Day: Fathering failures after failures And becoming rame every second moment, I masqueraded to myself. Guzzling the pain of life quietly, I awaited miracle to happen. Nymph of heaven came at the prescribed time to become the partner of life. Life became meaningful, smile became sanguine. Rame day knocked my room, when small baby girl, so immaculate, so divine cried to drink the nectar from the nymph. Heart beat galloped to give me new recognition as father. As she jostled to my bosom to give me the sweetest pain, I thanked the Almighty. The rame day winked at me witnessing exudation of my unique emotion. Rame Day: Fathering failures after failures And becoming rame every second moment, I masqueraded to myself.

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Steadfast tin soldier, he knew what was in store. The thunders plundered his ears, the flashes revealed his soul. He had no army to fight, he had no captain to follow. 'Twas the breakneck draught, and bombs of droplets that followed. He had to hold his ground, unwavered, unbound, as the rain galloped past him, and the winds whistled in background. A rusting hand, was the enemy, and the reason for his sorrow. Age hath won this battle, years had him as a spoil. But he smiled in it's face, unmoved, like that, was the prize of his toil. #YQWallWritings Challenge by Prabhat Nb nominated by Galaxi Chakma egged on by Satarupa Sinha Click on #CalmKaziGraffiti to read all my en

Steadfast tin soldier, he knew what was in store. The thunders plundered his ears, the flashes revealed his soul. He had no army to fight, he had no captain to follow. 'Twas the breakneck draught, and bombs of droplets that followed. He had to hold his ground, unwavered, unbound, as the rain galloped past him, and the winds whistled in background. A rusting hand, was the enemy, and the reason for his sorrow. Age hath won this battle, years had him as a spoil. But he smiled in it's face, unmoved, like that, was the prize of his toil. #YQWallWritings Challenge by Prabhat Nb nominated by Galaxi Chakma egged on by Satarupa Sinha Click on #CalmKaziGraffiti to read all my en

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The sea: The sea water looked crimson. Its water became saccharine. Its serenity prevailed, its roaring abolished itself forever. Its sin of

The sea: The sea water looked crimson. Its water became saccharine. Its serenity prevailed, its roaring abolished itself forever. Its sin of

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Rrad in caption) I watched it all and I filmed it all I saw many mighty empires fall. I marched with the mightiest forces and galloped with their horses I w

Rrad in caption) I watched it all and I filmed it all I saw many mighty empires fall. I marched with the mightiest forces and galloped with their horses I w

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Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like a burning oven of sand It was hot, terribly hot like desert sand Eyes were heavy, limbs were in pain Half of my body under great strain My chest felt tight As if tied with a twine That passed from front to back And through my chest Through a hole that was drilled through my chest Painful it was in body and mind Beyond imagination by a sane mind Where am I? I tried to remember; tried very hard. Strained to lift my head and to open my eyes. Am I in the middle of some desert? All I could see was miles of yellow sand Neither even a plant nor tree Broke the flow of the rolling dunes Sky was pale blue, plane and clear Not even a piece of cloud, Even to break the monotonous gradient blue! Yellow sands and blue sky! (read more in caption) The anatomy of a heartbreak Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like

Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like a burning oven of sand It was hot, terribly hot like desert sand Eyes were heavy, limbs were in pain Half of my body under great strain My chest felt tight As if tied with a twine That passed from front to back And through my chest Through a hole that was drilled through my chest Painful it was in body and mind Beyond imagination by a sane mind Where am I? I tried to remember; tried very hard. Strained to lift my head and to open my eyes. Am I in the middle of some desert? All I could see was miles of yellow sand Neither even a plant nor tree Broke the flow of the rolling dunes Sky was pale blue, plane and clear Not even a piece of cloud, Even to break the monotonous gradient blue! Yellow sands and blue sky! (read more in caption) The anatomy of a heartbreak Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like