A little complicated
Immeasurable
Invincible
Unsearchable
As sure as the sun
Deeper than the sea
At Mariana’s meager threshold
High beyond echelons of outer space
Where life begins Continue reading “MAMMOTH”
TO MY BELOVED MOTHERLAND!
Glorious in heritage
Destined
Captivating in beauty
You are my Motherland!
Awe inspiring in diverse composition
Unmatched
You have evolved
eventful
resilient, gallantly
Beaming with an enduring hope
Mark of promise
Resolve unbreakable
You’ve graciously held together
Quest for the dream
And what a voyage! Continue reading “TO MY BELOVED MOTHERLAND!”
AT THE COUNT OF THREE!
Zero…One…Two…Three!
Something spectacular
Dazzlingly magnificent
Happens
Almost always happens
At the count of three! Continue reading “AT THE COUNT OF THREE!”
THE LION CUB
It is the captivating story of a grand mystery air craft on a global rendezvous whose coordinates a master pilot set in place and went to sleep before all things. As it maneuvered the intrigues, turbulence, and finer details of the eventful flight, he soundly lay asleep…for he securely held all cords together. He was surprisingly at hand exactly on the touchdown schedule to receive his guests and declare the “Mission Accomplished.” Continue reading “THE LION CUB”
SOUND OF THE WIND
“…It blows as it pleases, you hear its sound but cannot tell where it comes from or where it’s going…like the Sound of the Wind.”
The Patriot hurriedly rose to his feet and rubbed his eyes vigorously like one in a daze. He quickly glanced at his side reaching out for his javelin stuck on to the ground then strode forth in what was reminiscent of a-tiptoe to collect his shoes. His heart was racing as he bent to fasten the straps on, his eyes warily darting to the left and right simultaneously! Continue reading “SOUND OF THE WIND”
FOR THE RIGHT REASONS!
There was confusion in the room as the guardian in the order of Sleek the Intricate recounted his sensational account. Continue reading “FOR THE RIGHT REASONS!”
The Weather Forecast
“What’s the big deal anyway? Why are you so caught up in these narrow,minute intricacies of semantics? Nibbus or Nibbus is one and the same thing-we’re gonna have rain either way!” The agitated student blurted out, obviously aggrieved by the perceived lack of consideration by his seemingly nagging instructor. Continue reading “The Weather Forecast”
The Blazing Trail 