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Three Posts Using the Word Passim

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Passim” –  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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Passim  – A Thought

In every thought you exist like some passim of aberrant love.

Passim  – A Poem

Scattered hues of emotions
on the wide-open canvas of my heart,
I brace every moment
and praise the Lord,
for all my thoughts,
my deeds,
my vibes,
have a shining armor
of the passim,
a faith that embraces me
every moment of my life

Passim – A Flash Fiction 

She intently went through every highlight marked in yellow, orange and red hues, looking for that one underline  she marked in the yonder yesteryears, the passim of her lost love in the sea of texts

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Passim – A Flash Fiction

She intently went through every highlight marked in yellow, orange and red hues, looking for that one underline  she marked in the yonder yesteryears, the passim of her lost love in the sea of texts

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 Throng

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Throng” –  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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Throng  – A Thought

The loneliness that drapes my mind, I often try to evade throng in the crowd but miserably fail for the ostensible world can hardly give any company to an aberrant heart

Throng  – A Poem

He was lonely,
a lost soul,
though thronged deep in a crowd

Throng – A Flash Fiction 

She ran as if it was her last sprint to freedom, and holding fear in her eyes and hope in her soul she dashed. She carried the burden of lonesomeness, the horror from the past and depressions of yore way too long. Now she desired to accost people, talk her fear out, feel comforted and be loved. So, she bulldozed her way to be with a crowd. Will she get respite surrounded by a throng? For in a crowd you may not be lonely but can still be alone

Prompt given by talented Manic Sylph

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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Throng – A Flash Fiction

She ran as if it was her last sprint to freedom and holding fear in her eyes and hope in her soul she dashed. She carried the burden of lonesomeness, the horror from the past and depressions of yore way too long. Now she desired to accost people, talk her fear out, feel comforted and be loved. So, she bulldozed her way to be with a crowd. Will she get respite surrounded by a throng? For in a crowd you may not be lonely but can still be alone

 

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Evince – A Flash Fiction

She never evinced her leaping heart desires and put forward a defiant face defeating the surge of emotions hidden beneath those dark shades, until the day when he arrived, peeling her aberrations layer by layer until her soul was exposed to his smiling heart  

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Three Posts Using the Word Opuscule

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Opuscule” –  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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Opuscule  – A Thought

The opuscule she weaved drenched in love is far superior to any vibrato of an opera’s aria

Opuscule  – A Poem

he never expressed her thoughts
though she desired,
but never found the courage
to expose her soul
and then one day
with a timid voice
she recited an opuscule and a masterpiece was created for a lifetime

Opuscule – A Flash Fiction 

The aria from the distance beaconed life in a short burst, making him desirous and soon thinning away in a whiff. The opuscule kept him delirious the whole night

Prompt given by talented Manic Sylph

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Opuscule – A Flash Fiction

The aria from the distance beaconed life in short burst , making him desirous and soon thinning away in a whiff. The opuscule kept him delirious the whole night

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Three Posts Using the Word Eclectic

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Eclectic” –  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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Eclectic  – A Thought

She wears many shades of love all infused in her radiant smile like a desirous eclectic charm

Eclectic  – A Poem

Some myriad eclectic dreams
is what I wish for
woven into a charm
drawn from your defiant smile,
aberrant thoughts
and boldness badge worn on your arms

Eclectic – A Flash Fiction 

A sudden flash of past yore struck him like a bolt when he saw her the first time. Her countenance draped with long flowing tresses and her fragrance blinding his mind. Then she turned.  Their eyes met and all he could sense was an eclectic charm, a deadly potion of poetry, love and abstruse enigma, waiting to draw him in some mysteriousseance.

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Gnomic – A Flash Fiction

Everyone of your smile, the simper one, the smirk display or the guffaws has such a vivid artistry such a enigmatic pull and no matter how hard I try I will never be able to decipher your gnomic unsaid verse

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Three Posts Using the Word Lithograph

Hey Dear Fellow bloggers, hope your week is going fine. Here is my next attempt to write three different posts using the word “Lithograph” –  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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Lithograph  – A Thought

He embossed her name on his heart like an emblem, and the bleeding veins often shone through his pensive smile as he displayed his time-worn lithograph with vengeance on his mind 

Lithograph  – A Poem

And lost in my own world,
searching for peace,
I became a wanderer,
never stayed anywhere for long,
a delirious mind chased me around
without giving any respite
and more I ran away
more strongly it came back to haunt,
and in one such skittish dash
I took shelter in an old tomb cobwebs laden place
an enticing eerie invited me in
and on a dilapidated wall
I saw some writing lithographic display
of a defiant verse
stating the following

“Close your eyes, the truth is within you searching you with equal vigor”

and I sat down in that deserted place
with eyes closed as prescribed
and at last, we found each other
the soul and me
and I was not a wanderer anymore

Lithograph – A Flash Fiction 

She was chained and held in a dungeon, desires diminishing so was her chance to escape. Bereaved she was, but never deprived of hope and see wrote resilience on the oubliette walls where she was captivated. And a century later her words carved on the lithographs were preached by oracles on how to keep the flame burning when everything else works towards demolishing one’s defiant grit

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