I am the prolific paintbrush portraying aesthetic artworks,
a suave stroke upon the vacant valleys of my vintage vellum,
a visceral vein imprinting vernal vignettes upon my vena-cava,
conferring meanings to mundane meaningless metaphors....

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As the mind perceives.....

Birthed from different wombs
Rare fortuity of two people being alike
Thought process might be similar though
But different people; different perspectives
Inspite of the barricades created by
linguistic barriers and judgemental apprehensions
On the threshold of creating stories
Stitching, knitting & amalgamating experiences together
In turn, weaving narratives aplenty
Embracing the advantage of being homo sapiens
Juxtaposed values implicit in each individual's chromatids
Seldom do outsiders can understand our innate personalities
Perhaps pupils can't always search for the truth
As they often have the habitual tendency of witnessing falsities
Anyways, as the mind perceives.....

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'the sea of transience'

Boundless dark skies
Spooky and petrifying at times
Silhouettes of clouds floating hither-thither
A soothing downpour at first
Hand-in-hand accompanied by strong horrifying gales
An orb of rainbow might be on his way approaching the next
Only to be latter followed by a ruthless thunderstorm
Ecstasy followed by lassitude
Nowt stays permanent;
akin to benign maladies
As everything is floating in the sea of transience
At one toss, head might have greater probability
The other one, tail
Nonetheless, let's wait and watch like an ardent audience
Immunized by a flicker of hope somewhere
alive in our auricular chambers....

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similar to a lone boat,
sailed by a vigilant sailor;
atop the hydrographic surface of the potent sea,
navigating its' way through the littoral waters,
unaltered by the eddy currents and the ebb & flow
of the unforeseen tides;
whilst the sound of the pounding waves continue to
bang his tympanic membrane;
he endures his way towards
the shoreline, wid' innate hope alive in his
cerebellum–being his guiding compass....

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This or that?
Confusion always maketh us
discombobulated,
Causing a rampage filled wid'
frenzied fuss & commotion,
Maketh us freak out by letting us
undergo a tyrannical test
everytime it barges in
through some anywhere door...
Oftentimes, playing pranks
wid' our hysteric emotions....

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Entrapped betwixt the
sulci & gyri
of this mystified mind,
somehow enshrouded in a
cloudy cloak of mist & haze,
thereby maketh us lost
amidst the labyrinthrine alleys
of this nerve-racking battlefield...

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"Life's pulmonary artery,
replenishing the azureous sky's
fugacious dreams"
Sometimes, ferocious & roaring,
At other times, absolutely tranquil & pristine...

//contd. in the caption//

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Love is a
pervasive postulate
Built on the elementary basis of
symbiotic relationship,
should be valvate,
and mustn't be caged amidst the
cavernous closet of imbricate dogmas...

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Rendezvous betwixt the tiny water goblets and mother earth
A blissful panorama for all the pluviophiles
Into the petrichor musings & soothing lullabies
Nebulizer for the parched crops of eager peasants

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an archaic alley to illuminate,
inspite of heaps of darkness
scattered helter-skelter,
there's always a torchbearer
that comes as
a heartening harbinger of hope,
igniting a wick of optimism
in our atria;
proliferating exaltation
that shall dispel
the tenebrosity even
amidst chaos during somber days....

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