Emotions curled,dreams unfurled,

fear and jitters entangled in few,

rare had jauntiness ensue.

Chuckles and smiles for miles had few,

few had tears, tears  in queue,

Black, black and black had few,

rare had magenta, white and blue.

All was still and silent in few,

few had everything as fresh as dew.

I trembled as I brewed my thoughts

eyes opened ,  dreams all lost.

Ignoring made me buoyant,feather like, weightless.…

was it an instant recipe of  life in dreams or dreams of reality in crew

I had no cue, I had no cue,I had no cue….

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For  3WW ,OSI  #116 ,   Sunday Scribblings  #215

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In the random flow of life, while dealing and  negotiating with the daily lows and highs and searching for few moments when she was not in any relationship other than with her and herself, she didn’t even  realized that she was ebbing away.

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For    3ww    ebb,negotiate,random

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IT’S NOW OR NEVER

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Small  disputes  started turning into volcanoes. Each time she restrained herself from being saturated by  his vehement manner and the scathing words he used. She found herself entangled in the labyrinth of her own cognizance, whenever her  apperception took even a  meager deviation.But it’s now or  never.The big  league was to  identify her inner strength  and take a stand.

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For One Single Impression  #110

3ww   -deviate,identify,saturate

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The tears rolls down my cheeks

as each moment I sacrifice myself

to combat with alchemy of emotions.

Listening to those caustic words

Who are you? as daily chores

I sacrifice myself more.

My heart and soul gathers all vigor

takes a new Avatar to answer that question again.

New dawn ,fresh hope,virgin hunch

that today he will call me by my name…

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For OSI #109,

Sunday Scribblings

3WWW