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Wednesday, 19 January 2011

It was an interesting task we were set upon during one of the Creative writing session what was we thought as random words and expression turned out to be a POEM!!!!,

A Wavering Mind..


Raindrops.
Gloominess,
Thoughts tinkling like the rain drops on my window.
Confusion,
Why a melancholic sprinkle on this moonlit night?
Candlelight,
Fireflies...
at the rim of twilight glided with their fiery bodies from the dark snare of leaves.
Consciousness,
Containment
Happiness seeping in, infighting feelings...
I breathed deeply and my lips gave way to a wavering smile
Sitting pondering pleasantly.



YASHOMANA CHOUDHURY

5 comments:

  1. a melancholic sprinkle ... !
    a n d
    Containment
    Happiness seeping in ... !!

    nice write !!!

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  2. fireflies ill be always there in ur mind

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  3. sigh! alas there aint any fireflies to be seen these days...they are just gone!

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