No syllable is left to chance
Comprehensive manifest
One step at a time
Falling in place
Concisely
Securely
Until
The stroke
Of
Twenty six
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STILL
Wallowing in the murk of pain and perplexity, she struggles to stay afloat
In traumatic sea of despair
Humongous waves overwhelming in mighty toss and pounce
Tails swirl as the ominous hungry sharks menacingly angle on target
She anxiously stares against hope – all strength drained off
Seized with fear indescribable Continue reading “STILL”
CRY OF THE HUNTED
Some things just never change! It’s probably a proverb worthy of reflection that old habits die hard. From a layman’s point of view to the rocket scientist’s interpretation, some element of undisputed truth dwells in there. There exists a silent line in the broad scheme of things. A defining boundary beyond which self subtly and definitively translates to divine, almost with a tone of finality…fatally so. In tension filled successive sweeping waves characteristic of the self destruct, moments tick by. As sure as the sunset, it is only a matter of time! Always. Continue reading “CRY OF THE HUNTED”
The Blazing Trail 