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Mischief

Romance, Fable and Poem
saket13
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Mischief: SPRINGAromatic air & musky woods Lifts you high with wildish moods Woods gets green & roses red Everything is lovely in butterfly effect. Mischievous deed &love first site Spring is one who create this paradise Mystic clouds & mountain heights Serpentine River like dragon from skySmoke from huts, & dimming lights Sumptuous turkey & glasses of wine Chivalrous acts & princess sighs Making ...

Ooops ---- FREE Chicken Here!

Fantasy, Humour, Abstract and Thriller
saket13
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Ooops ---- FREE Chicken Here! The day was perfect, bright, sunny, gusty an apropos for an outing which I must say ended up in a dilemma of being slaughtered like a chicken or a hallucinating like a rooster to be alive after a close rooster fight. This story of mine is called "chickens are cooked for FREE". As the name indicated it's an ante of an near miss or I must say ...

Poha -Chai-Jalebi -- untold love triangle.

Fantasy, Humour and Abstract
saket13
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Poha -Chai -Jalebi Unspoken Love triangle... P.S- Poha - Is a preperation of soaked Rice flakes, mixed with indian spicies such as turmeric , chilli powder etc, sprinked with golden brown onion shreds, peanuts and peas. staple breakmast of IndiansP.S.S. Jalebi- Is a sweetdish, similar to that of sweet twistees in U.S . Its prepared with Gram , sugar, Butter and s...

The silent saga

Abstract, Non-Fiction and Poem
saket13
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Silent Saga, My Conscience says, I am growing Coming up to the silent patch while rowing Silence is deep like ocean's trench Enchanting wisdom from ancient sageThe journey was rough but worth the peace I reached.From the road of broken dreams Entangled in troubled mind it seemsDarkness creeps in, and shadows grewIts was a long battle I fought and only few kn...

The Dancing Monk

Abstract and Non-Fiction
saket13
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The Dancing Monk "The dawn tears the cloud bladder On orange tray, the Ash scatters. The mystic aura, the enigmatic chants, Feel like Heaven on this holy land. On the banks of river lied an aged monk, Draped with saffron, wearing a red gown. Grey eyebrows and white bear showed age Wrinkled face an...