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Three Posts Using the Word Ostentatious

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Ostentatious” –  A Thought, a poem, and flash fiction. I am providing links to all the three posts below. Let me know your views and thoughts.

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Ostentatious – A Thought

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Ostentatious – A Poem

Oh, you obnoxious soul, 
a walking terror 
without any iota of heart, 
you use your ostentatious charm 
to sway people to your advantage 
and never miss a chance 
to portray your vicious self 
and whenever you desire 
you abandon the person 
once you called a soulmate 
but have you heard about a thing called Karma, </span
for soon
I am sure it will accost you
and show you the real face of the purported side of life
that you so deserve

Ostentatious – A Flash Fiction 

Crawling her thoughts in the crevices of her heart she died a thousand deaths every day, and those nights when she was in the company of her miscreant mind, she battled several torrid times. Yet every morning she woke up, put her make up, displayed a brave face and much against her wish she wore that ostentatious smile. And she survived

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Ostentatious – A Flash Fiction

Crawling her thoughts in the crevices of her heart she died a thousand deaths every day, and those nights when she was in the company of her miscreant mind, she battled several torrid times. Yet every morning she woke up, put her make up, displayed a brave face and much against her wish she wore that ostentatious smile. And she survived

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Shantanu Baruah, ckonfab.com, and afflatuz.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content

Three Posts Using the Word Nosegay

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Nosegay” –  A Thought, a poem, and flash fiction. I am providing links to all the three posts below. Let me know your views and thoughts.

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Nosegay – A Thought

The feel of yesteryears rush through my veins when the scent of your wild nosegays casually brushes my heart

Nosegay – A Poem

An uncalled longing,
the gyrations of many submerged thoughts,
blooming of a few dormant smiles
and craving of a million defiant hearts,
all happens at once
when the blinding fragrance
of some incessant nosegay
erupts my long lost love

Nosegay – A Flash Fiction 

A loner I was, and a peripatetic soul, never rested at one place, in search of something that my heart never conjured. From crowded streets to desolate places, I traversed all without much respite, for an unruly restlessness crowded my mind. And in search of nothingness, I became a vagabond. Then one day as the fragrance of some nosegay wrapped around the waist of a damsel drove me wild. And I followed her along, behind the boulders, across the mountains and in the bed of the ocean,  it was peace at last. 

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Nosegay – A Flash Fiction

A loner I was, and a peripatetic soul, never rested at one place, in search of something that my heart never conjured. From crowded streets to desolate places, I traversed all without much respite, for an unruly restlessness crowded my mind. And in search of nothingness, I became a vagabond. Then one day as the fragrance of some nosegay wrapped around the waist of a damsel drove me wild. And I followed her along, behind the boulders, across the mountains and in the bed of the ocean,  it was peace at last. 

 

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Illusionist Game

Illusionist game, an archer’s plan, and though her defiant eyes displayed ulterior shades of vice yet he called it divine, for he was caught in the whirlwind of her devious charm, and there was no escape

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Three Posts Using the Word Inkhorn

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Inkhorn” –  A Thought, a poem, and flash fiction. I am providing links to all the three posts below. Let me know your views and thoughts.

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Inkhorn – A Thought

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Inkhorn – A Poem

You impose your pedantic nuances
on my valiant mind
and drag me to your societal bullpen
preaching me about how to live life in reticence
and whenever I open my mind
you put your guards up
shielding to absorb any sensible opinions
for you put a blind
and today I break free
from your pretentious cage
escaping from the inkhorn
that you gloriously define

Inkhorn – A Flash Fiction 

The evening shadows crawled into every visible space of the castle with a tinge shade of grayness. The king with his courtiers assumed their designated positions without uttering a word. The silence prevailed, invariably screaming with an obnoxious eerie. The miasma of discomfort clouded the aura and the court, though looked grandeur, yet appeared like a death knell.

The enemies had invaded their land from every possible direction and they were glaringly close to the town’s outermost periphery moat. The rule book said to put their defensive guards on until the first moat is breached. There were three more such moats the enemy had to breach before they could reach the castle and each moat infested with crocodiles in plenty. The king’s oracle advised to break the age-old inkhorn but the king vehemently denied. A sad affair for the kingdom would soon regret the King’s pedantic thoughts.

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Inkhorn – A Flash Fiction

The evening shadows crawled into every visible space of the castle with a tinge shade of grayness. The king with his courtiers assumed their designated positions without uttering a word. The silence prevailed, invariably screaming with an obnoxious eerie. The miasma of discomfort clouded the aura and the court, though looked grandeur, yet appeared like a death knell.

The enemies had invaded their land from every possible direction and they were glaringly close to the town’s outermost periphery moat. The rule book said to put their defensive guards on until the first moat is breached. There were three more such moats the enemy had to breach before they could reach the castle and each moat infested with crocodiles in plenty. The king’s oracle advised to break the age-old inkhorn but the king vehemently denied. A sad affair for the kingdom would soon regret the King’s pedantic thoughts.

Aplomb – A Flash Fiction

The kids in her class were loud and mischievous, creating ruckus every moment of the day. As if the uprooting from her country was not enough. She missed her friends, school, and everything that reminded of her beautiful home town. Now caught in a delirious setup, she put a defiant shield on her smile, like armor and kept her interaction with her alien world to a minimum.

Few miscreants took offense of her silence and never missed a chance to tease her. And then one day they took it to the extreme. While climbing stairs she was deliberately pushed down. She tumbled and fell with bruises all over her body. But she didn’t let her aplomb fade away and got to her feet swiftly. Her football coach, who saw the episode, rushed to her and promised to take harsh action against the culprits, but to everyone’s surprise, she didn’t utter a word against her classmates. She put forth her aplomb face and mentioned it was an accident. That day she made many a friend and her new world after all was not strange anymore.

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Three Posts Using the Word Burgeon

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Burgeon” –  A Thought, a poem, and a flash fiction. I am providing links to all the three posts below. Let me know your views and thoughts.

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Burgeon – A Thought

When the grit is defiant and the will is strong no one can refrain you from burgeoning and charting a beautiful life 

Burgeon – A Poem

And taking one step at a time,
holding hope in the crook of her heart,
battling atrocities that life imposed
she dragged her shattered self forward
over the mountains
across the terrains
beyond the boulders
and the troughs

She traversed every strenuous path
burgeoning ahead
defeating all the deviant thoughts
that the world imposed on her

Burgeon – A Flash Fiction 

The emotions were bottled inside her from time immemorial and she always did a splendid job shrouding it with her ingenious smile. And it didn’t matter, whether the skies pour, or the horizon remained draped with some pewter spread or the wraith tip-toed in a silhouette night, she never displayed her fear or her pretentious self and remained wrapped in her ostensible allure.

Until that moment when his eyes accosted her guarded soul, and the shield melted, the eyes became vulnerable and her mask dissolved in his velvety talks. All the termors she held for long burgeoned, and she appeared gorgeous in her newfound grace.

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Her Imperfections

I loved her imperfections. The shades of abstruseness she displayed, the vices she wore on her lips and the disguise she carried in her doe-shaped eyes. For her fallacies allows my disheveled self to fit into her clamor and then I can proudly call her mine

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