A humble glimpse –
Of my fickle imaginations –
Spilled on the canvas
In a jiff –
An atrocious darkness
In a trice –
A glinting flutter ––
Days and nights
Then the darkness stilled…
The monsoon roared
And wrathfully splattered –
The transparent dread
And gushed in the maples and ebonies
And the yellow pale moon –
Hid behind the shuddering dense hazes
The owl against the glow –
Flew by
A gaggle gaggled –
In the sky
As I asked meekly a mask of his health –
Without the face
By B.H.
9 comments:
*And the yellow pale moon –
Hid behind the shuddering dense hazes*
hmm..Good one ...
You're beyond ur age kid =P :) amazing lyk always :)
@Princess Shukrya =)
@Xehra! Um Kid, eh? I guess you're taking that 'I-have-now-turned-tween-ty' thingy really seriously =P Anyway, Thank you Zehra. =)
I'm out of words of praise. :O Help!
Ah! What a comment! I'm loving these unusual and innovative comments. Thankyou fat cat. *grins*
I was seriously asking for help there. :P
Okay =D Well, you can always say, "Oh, that was awesome!" Or "OmG! Did I just see that? :O that was like err aa-may-zing."
I hope it helps! =P hahah jk!
Okay. I'm just going to copy and paste this comment of yours next time. :P
*laughs* =D
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