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Bharath Nandibhatla

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#NaPoWriMo Ahoy nomads on the move. Did I tell you the grave tale of the grim reaper yet? One fine dawn, as I lay dead, the sun just about awake, peeking an inch above the lake, my soul awaiting the reaper, in dread. (Full poem in caption...) \\A grin reaper *--*--*--*--* Ahoy nomads on the move. Did I tell you the grave tale of the grim reaper yet? One fine dawn, as I lay dead,

#NaPoWriMo Ahoy nomads on the move. Did I tell you the grave tale of the grim reaper yet? One fine dawn, as I lay dead, the sun just about awake, peeking an inch above the lake, my soul awaiting the reaper, in dread. (Full poem in caption...) \\A grin reaper *--*--*--*--* Ahoy nomads on the move. Did I tell you the grave tale of the grim reaper yet? One fine dawn, as I lay dead,

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You surprised me with a hurtful attack And I flared up on you, my dear, By screaming a retort filled with righteous choler; Then, you accused me of disrespect and abuse, Adapting a voice of the softest magnitude. Some may believe that I was the one in the wrong; For, the loud decibels spewing from my lips were evident, While you murmured mellifluous locutions Solely meant for me to hear, darling. What they didn't perceive were the callous verses Gurgling out of your mouth, as you made me take in The poison that would kill my most beloved dreams. Yes, I may have been shamelessly audacious As I hopelessly defended myself from your biting scythe; Yet, you were the victor as you manipulated The elaborate scene to suit your own motives-- Shattering my stubborn will to bits. What the world forgot was that things Weren't always what they seemed-- And that demons may appear as beauteous angels Adorned with iridescent halos and wings, While speaking with forked tongues And enshrouded tails of filth. "Fabricated Truth" You surprised me with a hurtful attack And I flared up on you, my dear, By screaming a retort filled with righteous chol

You surprised me with a hurtful attack And I flared up on you, my dear, By screaming a retort filled with righteous choler; Then, you accused me of disrespect and abuse, Adapting a voice of the softest magnitude. Some may believe that I was the one in the wrong; For, the loud decibels spewing from my lips were evident, While you murmured mellifluous locutions Solely meant for me to hear, darling. What they didn't perceive were the callous verses Gurgling out of your mouth, as you made me take in The poison that would kill my most beloved dreams. Yes, I may have been shamelessly audacious As I hopelessly defended myself from your biting scythe; Yet, you were the victor as you manipulated The elaborate scene to suit your own motives-- Shattering my stubborn will to bits. What the world forgot was that things Weren't always what they seemed-- And that demons may appear as beauteous angels Adorned with iridescent halos and wings, While speaking with forked tongues And enshrouded tails of filth. "Fabricated Truth" You surprised me with a hurtful attack And I flared up on you, my dear, By screaming a retort filled with righteous chol

Sweta

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You murdered me brutally before I could reach my home The frightful Shinkensen splited my lofty body into two Today I dwell and roam amid the train tracks; cackling Now it's your epoch, to suffer from my pernicious boo. Now I keep hunting all night holding a sharp scythe I have got no mercy but preferred as a critter so mean Dragging crimson blood smeared me along the platform, Wearing proudly an withered yet appealing skin of green! 'Teke-Teke' echoes thronging the pricking silence of track, Let's prank they said, Now I am teaching how to prank, Let 'em feel; let 'em deal the excruciation I went through, Let 'em feel the dread of death, let them know life's rank. That day, those sadistic pleasure you had got from The painful outcries and aching screams of mine; Will cheeringly exult me out; satiate the burning desire When my apparitions will make you scream and whine. The fire of vengeance of 'Bata-Bata' is already kindled, My cold, chilling hands are yearning for my payback It's time O' people embrace death for, I'm bloodthirsty It's time for your cruel body to permanently hit the sack. For a better read : You murdered me brutally before I could reach my home The frightful Shinkensen splited my lofty body into two Today I

You murdered me brutally before I could reach my home The frightful Shinkensen splited my lofty body into two Today I dwell and roam amid the train tracks; cackling Now it's your epoch, to suffer from my pernicious boo. Now I keep hunting all night holding a sharp scythe I have got no mercy but preferred as a critter so mean Dragging crimson blood smeared me along the platform, Wearing proudly an withered yet appealing skin of green! 'Teke-Teke' echoes thronging the pricking silence of track, Let's prank they said, Now I am teaching how to prank, Let 'em feel; let 'em deal the excruciation I went through, Let 'em feel the dread of death, let them know life's rank. That day, those sadistic pleasure you had got from The painful outcries and aching screams of mine; Will cheeringly exult me out; satiate the burning desire When my apparitions will make you scream and whine. The fire of vengeance of 'Bata-Bata' is already kindled, My cold, chilling hands are yearning for my payback It's time O' people embrace death for, I'm bloodthirsty It's time for your cruel body to permanently hit the sack. For a better read : You murdered me brutally before I could reach my home The frightful Shinkensen splited my lofty body into two Today I

Arshi Dokadia

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Yours Sincerely, Sending my love,   Death What if death writes you a letter? Will you respond? Final Part of the story, "A Love Letter" Humans, I envy you. You've been given the gif

Yours Sincerely, Sending my love,   Death What if death writes you a letter? Will you respond? Final Part of the story, "A Love Letter" Humans, I envy you. You've been given the gif

Somya Baranwal

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The Shadow of Death {Read in caption} 📷 : Pinterest . . The Shadow of Death Our corpses decay and we return to the clay, where the Maggots eat your flesh as it rots. Our skin,

The Shadow of Death {Read in caption} 📷 : Pinterest . . The Shadow of Death Our corpses decay and we return to the clay, where the Maggots eat your flesh as it rots. Our skin,

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~Friendship: A Vicious Cycle~ The universe has never been generous to me when it comes to gifting me with friends. A long seventeen years of my life passed only to make m

~Friendship: A Vicious Cycle~ The universe has never been generous to me when it comes to gifting me with friends. A long seventeen years of my life passed only to make m