Aureole Presence of essentia had an urgencyto find the locale of truth in dark matter.We were heading on the collision course.It was no comfort to have the courage.Being there, also was not a reality.The lips were still struggling for the words.Praise for grains of sand on the beach.There was a sharp decline in the velocity of windwaves were also dying, weary of the moon.It was not your fault, happiness...... Source : History English Literature
In Praire He was hiding it, knew its contentsbut refusing to reveal it. The denial waswithin and deception complete. Truth neverhad a chance.I could not play the game.Heart fluttered like a pigeon,eel serum was not working. I did't want to yield.Not, again my frightened mind said.Symbol of pain had become an art. I wassurprised at the distortion of sexand beauty. Sun was running furtively. His...... Source : History English Literature
By Yourself Some drag was evident;we were not keeping pace with each other.We were afraid and shadows werepulling us apart, murmuring wet things.A typical story of failure and vanishingimagination. Body limpas if electrocutedconcealing ennui.Fireflies were playing once in our backyard;soon a moon will ask the reason,why the spiders were mating ?drag queens are dancing on the street.Son of a cleft lip has...... Source : History English Literature
Lonely The sadness around the smiling eyesdid not fade. There was something unfathomable about it.Not his, it was his alter ego,he was living in strange depression.Nobody shared his room. Only moon-light slept on his pillow. He dreamed of coiled reptiles around his legswhich he did't shake off.A nocturnal shriek from thesecret masterpiece. A spider hangsfrom the roof. A lethal sting.The pain was...... Similar Editorial : Alone But Not Lonely by Denni Gill. | Source : History English Literature
Temptation It was the mirror seducing a littleblue bird. The something. A chance ofmeeting the counterpart, perhaps. Truereflection, real nothing. Must keep striking.Madness of certainty.Conflict of a desire. Condensed anguish.No, yes. Over the time he changed. Stoppedtalking about his injuries. Agreed tocease flying and carry the burden ofwings. Something failed to explode insideSometimes he was frightened...... Similar Editorial : Avoiding Temptation by scubaman. | Source : Literature Book
Effect And Reason He was very sick of reflections.Empty thoughts. Between himself and world.To perform miracle without achievement.Wanted to retrieve the happinessfrom mortally wounded life.On the velvety grass, a childhoodwas prancing. Will the wisdom slipback into time where it startedwithout a message? Burden of knowing too much was very heart rending.He thought it was useless wadingdeep in yellow sands at...... Similar Editorial : CAUSE AND EFFECT by Ryan Blackport. | Source : Literature Book
Aching Shoved aside for asking, for a mirror,condemned to live outside his self.Felt miserable. Abandoned the high-risesand walked towards the ruins,to talk to a friend. This man never listened.Lied in sleep in deep down earth ; beyondpain.Peace, yes there was. But the insideremains were in turmoil.Same guru thathe deserved. Passion to weep, cry, findingabsolute truth which never became visible.Sometimes...... Similar Editorial : Oh My Aching Head by duaneshinn. | Source : Literature Book
Past And Future When he was not walking with his shadow,living in his own sorrow and hurts ;he thought, he did not knowand sometimes he did not think he did not know..And his cup of life overflowed with tears.Death by any nickname was nefarious,a nudist paradise, shedding all the pretentionsstripteasing without guests in dark.An awkward display of celebration.Ultimately one had to leave, going back to innocent...... Similar Editorial : Past Experiences Create Bagagge by kwatkins. | Source : Literature Book
Anonymity There was a pause in timein acoustic deafness,You hear nothing.Like a book read by somebody elsehighlighted, marked, underlinedyour figure puts up an antithesisof neuralgias and aches.For namesake, cause-effect becomestimeless.Mind surrenders to white-and-greyneurotransmittersand you want to return to the womb.Life plays a game with you.Denies, pushes and tosses you aroundwith nothingness.Was not...... Similar Editorial : Paths of Anonymity by Satish Verma. | Source : Literature Book
Torture Trajectory of a thoughttranscends the enquiryundoing a delusionwithout words.How troubled earth had been?Desire was drowned in its own wastewanted to become a witness to itself.Was it a contradiction?Idiocy of a giveaway?Why the continuity of yes was becoming no?Baffled by the absurdityyou open the layers of past.A parable was still haunting.Becoming an instrument was a torture.Go your own way...... Similar Editorial : The Psychology of Torture by Sam Vaknin. | Source : Literature Book
Ending Awe-struck he wasthe first witnessgazing at sunset of blazing beauty.Still fear of ending, came with intentness,fear of beginning too.Language of despairbecame nightmarish,What was the inner karma beyond measureof time?Psychopathology?Somebody going to seek the abortion of justicein the cloak of law?Fire and smoke was coveringthe hidden face of future!Life was ruined in petty squabbleshysteria of...... Similar Editorial : Ending Relationships Gracefully by Margaret Paul, Ph.D.. | Source : Literature Book
Anguish Encounter with an injured Beingreveals the inner nuances,hinge of a lament,a Hibiscus on fire! He was walking without limpon a chosen path.There was no time to respondto every anguish.Besides it was becoming dark.The stench of the demolished egoswas rising in waves:disconnecting the choking sin.The eyes ! Eyes were cryingdark blood pouring out in drips.Virtue like a lone voicewas accosting...... Similar Editorial : Secrets of Anguish by Satish Verma. | Source : Literature Book
Turmoil First person was a ragpickersearching only at the surfacein the midst of ruinsfacing deep wounds of life.Feeding his smallnessinterpreting meaning to survive.weird, dirty, plunderedgame of dreams.Conflicts always threw upsomething ugly, deliberatelydistorting the pretensionsaccurate vision.The desire endured disillusionmentonce, for statue's sake.Beautiful garden was decaying slowlyin the eye of...... Similar Editorial : Auto Industry Turmoil by Freddic. | Source : Literature Book
Emptiness Like a freak obsessionI used to visit the museumto relive my genes of darkness.He was a fakir, blotched, wrinkled skinwith eternal itch, scratching like a simian;became a saintbody in body.The days were warming up. Heat was generatinga longing to sip the melting ice of kisses, the lushgreen eyes of wind. Clouds wiping the smudgesof vermilion on sky.This was my arrival time. The peak explosionof...... Source : Literature Book
