The path was strenuous and rough,
the boulders draped with screes,
the world shrouded with ghoulish grime,
the aura had a sadist charm
The avian, the fauna all vanished the scene,
the trees howling with a devilish scream
the clouds a shade darker than before
Grayness gripped the ocean’s shore
And in such nature’s caper
she sauntered ahead
one step at a time,
refusing to give up
many times she crumbled and fall,
but never deterred
for she was a deviant soul
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wow very different from my version of the storm, like it!
Like the imagery drawn by your words Shantanu!
Loved it ♥♥♥
Love this 💗💗💗
Thank you so much my dear friend
Thanks so much, Radhika
Thanks so much dear Kate
Thanks so much dear Richa
you are most welcome!
This is all I love, the deviance in her 😉
😊🌸
Thanks so much, Moushmi
Ah, the deviant soul again…must admire her tenacity.
Thanks so much for your lovely words
My pleasure, Shantanu. 😊
🌸😊💕
Great images, this utilises the hard-scrabble, almost onomatopoeia-ic quality of the word ‘scree’.
You are so kind with your words. Thanks so much dear
You written about her before? Deviant soul seems familiar.
Haha. You are a good observer 😊🌸
Haha . I wasn’t sure. It sounded familiar
Lol. Thanks for your read
No need to thank me.you are amazing ♥♥♥
So are you ❤️
Not more than you ♥♥♥
As I say, you melt my heart
Because you have a big soft heart 💓
❤️❤️
Your words have power!💙
You are very kind. Thank you 💕
Powerful!!
Thanks so much ❤️