In Love - Poetry

I

Darkness drags its feet.

deliquesce denied.

Caught in the dark locks of her hair.

thy night continued.

II

Thy voice of the breeze

singing;

Thy strands of her hair 

dancing –
Perennial persiflage

III

Celibate moon

withers;

In tethers-

not able to break

Through her window screens!!

IV

Vulpine straits;

storm torrents;

Turbulent currents; 

sails torn, 

tears forlorn-

but he still rows- 

for she is waiting for him.

Author's Note:
 It has been quite a while since I blogged. When I wanted to restart blogging I wanted to post something light and memorable - some of old poetry (that I tweeted a while back). Hope you guys like them.

The ballad of balloons & other poems

 Poem 1 - The Ballad of the Balloons-

A few blue balloons flew skyward

Time & Gravity

killed their hegira

But the kids eye's were still lost

In the vast skies

Poem 2 - An escape to death:

Hegira from heights

Thy rain drop alights

Torn wings in loaned swings

An escape with torn capes

From thy pan, plop into fire 

Poem 3 - The distant echos...

      

Ensconced amidst

Thy rumbling heart beats;

Echoes a mild melody;

Listen close; you may hear

Her smile;

Poem 4 - SOS

In paltry beats

some billion feats

Thy earth's heart

thumps & bumps

Thy tabernacle

thy home become.  #stopterrorism

Author's note-

These are some of the tweets that I posted a while ago. I hope you guys like my poetry. In case you guys are interested in more of my tweets, do follow me in twitter @aarthycrazy - I cannot assure you regular tweets but can always guarantee some quite quirky ones. :) 

The Helpless - A 55 fiction

The Snap:

The Tale:

“I don’t want to go to the dentist” Her chubby voice gurgled.

“hmhm”

“Please papa….. Please….”

“hmhm hmhm”

The kid pulled his hand gingerly.

“I really don’t want to…..”

“hmhm.... Okay.” he sighed.

The kid calmed down for a moment, a bare moment before then her voice crackled as she sobbed.

“I am sorry, papa but my tooth .......... still pains” 

Author's Note:

The idea behind the 55 fiction is to emphasize the unsaid reality that is left out of the story-

 the kid who did not take care of her teeth despite the warnings of the parent, The helplessness that chokes her father when she is suffering from pain, the innocence of the kid when she is apologizing for something as simple as taking care of your teeth.

This is a part of Colgate's IndiBlogger Contest. To know more about the Colgate initiative and their expert articles on teeth and gums, kindly visit the following link.

A king's Tale - Flash Fiction

The Snap-

The Tale-


A dry smile hung on his bloodied face apropos the stark struggle it had taken for him to claw his way to the top; to have had the guile to be ruthless; the gall to war tooth and nail with his own clan, his own brethren.

All of them, every single one of them fierce warriors, now defeated; now lying broken on the battleground beneath his feet; their tired breaths echoing around the empty embers of the open sky; their astute eyes fixed on him, their very fates hanging by the tethers of his decision.

 “I win” His deep voice shattering the slip of silence welling after the din of the conflict. “I am the alpha and I am the king”

Then he got down on his knees to help them up.

Who's a  king.......... alone??