Category Archives: Thoughts

Peace Finally

I accosted peace when my beleaguered heart got lost in the chaos of your love.

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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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Gnomic 

Her expressions descriptive yet indecisive like cryptic gnomic words weaved to a perfect disguise

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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 

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 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 
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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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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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Ostentatious – A Thought

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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

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Uxorious

His uxorious outlook has now turned to obscurity, for the love he thought what bonded them was confused with lust and like iron rusting over time the covet vanished so did his uxoriousness

Word prompt given by the amazing Manic Sylph

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Can You See?

My thoughts
though smeared
yet has a vivid artistry
portraying love,

But to see
such shimmering brilliance
bring some aberrant eyes
for my love is not a display
for dead souls

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