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Floating In The Fabric of Emptiness
Detached from the illusory reality, I was floating like a jellyfish in the fabric of spacetime in the middle of nowhere. What I see before my eyes is a dark, empty reality, standing still in front of me, distant and cold, with lights oozing out of their existence. Everything hovering there is like a pandora…
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Random Thoughts Needed To Be Expressed, Part II
I never studied during my college days. I would spend nights reading lots of novels, exploring different genres of movies, and listening to all kinds of music alone in my room. Books provided me the comfort that any other human presence couldn’t. They were my soul, in a way my companion in isolation. Movies stimulated…
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JUST RANDOM THOUGHTS NEEDED TO BE EXPRESSED
I see through the deep, dense brown eyes of the artist. They reveal to me some terrible reality that lies hidden, buried deep in human consciousness. Those eyes radiate waves of melancholy and grief, sadness piled up for so long. I see what they are trying to convey to me, they are trapped inside this…
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THE KILLER AMONG US
The murderer never got caught, despite the Police’s best efforts. He kept on committing sinful acts all around the city. He was always there, among us, fuelling his wicked mind every day in his lonely room. Furthermore, he was just a regular guy, playing with kids in the afternoon, stopping near the grocery shop now…
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Those Days of Quiteness
Since childhood, I was so much into the fantastic world of books. My mother would get books from her school library and I would finish them one by one until all the books were over. Sometimes I even completed them twice or thrice. I would lay on the bed in my Aai’s bedroom and keep…
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MINISCULE FRAGMENTS OF A MORBID EXISTENCE
I could detect that lingering sadness in her eyes, sending me some signals about her troubled state of helplessness. I could sense some hesitance in her mouth as she tried to convey her words with great care. She was hiding something underneath her soul, or maybe she wanted to say something, but something was stopping…
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An Ocean of Loneliness
There is an ocean inside me With water composed of molecules of melancholy There is a hole inside me Expanding into something I don’t know The hole is pulling me in Losing control upon myself, I feel a sense of numbness Deteriorating slowly into ashes My hand and legs start shivering My body getting shattered…
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FORGOTTEN
You will be forgotten, however good or capable you are. Your images inside people’s minds will deteriorate slowly and gradually like winter vanishing from the earth, giving way to a toiled summer. Everything that you have ever done for anyone will steadily be sent into someone’s mind’s recycle bin. This is the bitter truth, and…
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FIVE SENSES: NOW EVAPORATING.
“Among my stillness was a pounding heart.” Shannon A. Thompson. The heart kept pounding until it didn’t. The pain inside kept swelling until it ate down the whole physicality of its host subject. The suffering kept rising through the surface in the form of water drops falling from my two retinas. The music flowing…
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Dance of Death
Death can be both scary and peaceful, depending upon the person who is going to achieve it. Scary will it seem, when you are least expecting it; peaceful will it feel when you are exhausted with the intricacies and loathsomeness of life. One moment you are here, watching TV; the next moment an earthquake hits…
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