Hark! The rhythm
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
Monday, May 26, 2014
Assuage
Friday, May 23, 2014
Mole-cular
There's this tiny
minuscule mole.
In the nearest vicinity of my left eye.
With subtlest protrusion possible.
The inconsistency sticking stubbornly since always.
Some day,
I'll flip through kodak collection
To guesstimate its birth.
Some day.
Coz' right now,
I'm busy running into the sun.
Like everybody else.
Coming back to the mole,
Suddenly,
Somehow,
This midget has started
Getting noticed. Oftener.
And one fine day,
The not-yet-three nephew
Made me close my eyes,
So that he could wipe it off my face.
Exasperated, he ran to get some better scrubber.
And I managed to dash out of his reach.
Linking with 100 word song: Running on empty
Linking with 100 words: Velvet Verbosity: Collection
Monday, May 12, 2014
Everything is awesome
The Dusk
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Empty swing sways
Monday, May 5, 2014
Culinary comparisons
Condiments.
Just perfect.
Linking with Ketchup with Us
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