THE BACK GROUND TRACK


Rousing emotion like the breakthrough gush of a water drill

Punctuating eventful flow with sentimental sparkle

Like words dancing in spectacular synchronous display

Sights and visions come merging in heart thrilling blend

Defining essence saturating within

Hailing from beneath skillful root flavor

Relaying in wavy motion tranquil

Spell

Of the background track

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RUMBLE ON THE MEMBRANE


Tells me it’s grandiose

On schedule

Rolling down the years

Generation and civilization

Systematic

It paints images vivid

Distinguished invited guests making way

Procession

Rare jewels adorning

Reservation secured

Along gold walkways

Dazzling in excellence

Amid rumble

Of the membrane

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DESIRE!


Continued From The Signal…

He sat at the edge of the bed, half-dressed, staring at the dresser, his teary eyes staring forth, robbed of all expression. Two more agents, male and female sprung inside, their fingers on the trigger. Everything seemed to come to a standstill as the four of us exchanged uneasy glances in a moment of indecision.

It was dawning on us with incredible detail, the First Room, the nerve centre of the Nation’s moral decorum was playing host to an unusual guest this eventful evening! Continue reading “DESIRE!”

INVASION…THE “F” FACTOR


It was the matchless story of ages, the spectacle of the Nations and the untold mystery of world’s greatest wonder articulated in a magnificent performance of the season. The awesome display of a refined synchronized work of art, gift and beauty converged in a grand public statement of the blazing trail. It was the story of past, present and future unfolding along a common story-line in such an ineluctable  fashion there were simply no words to depict. The sponsors and critics of fate and destiny alike were engrossed in a heated endless contest on which way the spectacle was exactly headed. Yet it seemed truth lay way beyond either, rapidly moving forward in a life of her own, a domain elusive from the wit and scrutiny of the naked mind and eye respectively, with the child like simplicity of the substance it bore: Truth! Continue reading “INVASION…THE “F” FACTOR”

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