The Asylum

For Mindlovemisery's Photo Challenge #326 -Google An old house with worn off paints and an eerie look stood on the left side of the road towards the end. They said mad men lived there- men with loose emotions and cursed tongues. They said they could always hear the cacophony of swears and cries from inside... Continue Reading →

When all else fails

For https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/06/weekly-scribblings-24-when-all-else.html When all else fails,and the wind will strain,When your empire falls,and the rivers dry up,When the sun leaves a trailof pricking yester pain,Rise above the clouds Like an eagle of prey.Make your eyes sharp andyour wings strong.Hone your shrills welland harden your nerves.Hunt down those reasons,devour them raw.Push it down your guts,and digest... Continue Reading →

LAZY

Prompt for Week #36 (May 2, 2020 – May 8, 2020) LAZY :"SENSE OF DETACHMENT - A PRETEND GAME" COPYRIGHT © 2019- 2020 Nima Mohan, thetenthzodiac.wordpress.com, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Thursday photo prompt: Eve #writephoto

Friendship for long years,Drowned  in treachery.Betrayal always wiggled,through the tiniest of cracks.History lead the way.Examples were referred to.Adamant and cruel,Those fools stood firm,That 'he' should be burnt.'He' who saw the birth of time,'He' who saw the first of humans,'He' who gave them sense,'He' who led them straight.But who cared?Time and date fixed,For the flaming ceremony.The... Continue Reading →

Hell of a hell !!

Was that a knock? Pausing for some time, and listening for any potential danger of being caught, Sam resumed his doing. His back in an arc, and straining his body, he gawked into the computer without the blink of an eye. He strained hard with his bloody eyes-the sleep deprived and nearly dead ones- with... Continue Reading →

The HEART / not a Poem

Have you heard of a poor little guy called the heart ? ❤ Oh yes.. I am sure everyone has. But the poor one has a real sad story 😦 Defenseless and vulnerable, all alone out in the fields, he continues to do his job.. yeah.. i mean the pumping 😐 - even if it... Continue Reading →

Where did I lose my Suitcase?

Waking up to the rumble from up above, Like crowds mumbling down the road, Opening my weary eyes to the old ceiling, I lay motionless and stare at the creaky fan. A ruin of the past it was, With patches of gold here and there, The remains of the paint, Reminding how golden were the... Continue Reading →

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