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Against All Odds

It is when the stakes are low,
it is when you receive the hardest blow,
when the ground beneath your feet vanish,
when darkness consume every sense of your existence

When life is all about extremes
is the time to show your real self
for when the odds are with someone
even the dolt can find a way to survive

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Three Posts Using the Word Vernacular

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

The way she weaves her thoughts exuding her unfading warmth and then she topped it with her eastern vernacular charm

Vernacular – A Poem(1/2)

I inferred I was in love
but unsure what drew me towards her
until that moment
when she accosted me
softly whispering her vernacular syllables
like some melodious vibes floating
in a blue moon night

Vernacular – A Poem(2/2)

The pleasure of getting acquainted with a multitude of culture
learning the vernacular ways to bond
the depth of cultural brilliance
the aroma of gratifying love

Memories for a lifetime
learned traits to survive in a storm

Traveling gives such thoughts
and many more to treasure
to remember the yonder
and smile merrily when I am alone

Vernacular – A Flash Fiction 

Lost in an alien land, unaware of the chaos, exotic surroundings, he treaded his prudent steps with skepticism.  To add to his anxiety, the terrain inhabited trail was not helping the cause. Then it happened in a  trice, he slipped in, getting trapped in a ditch. He screamed, flustered and became hapless. The more he tried more he got entangled in the quagmire. Hunger, thirst, anger, and desperation consumed his senses and after hours of struggle, he surrendered to his fate. 

And then he heard a soothing voice coming from a faraway place. At first, he thought it is a hallucination and when she spoke again the reality sunk in him. All the apprehensions, threats and anxieties washed away, for he now was lost in her doe eyes and vernacular talks. Maybe he knew he was not in an alien sacred land any more 

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Three Posts Using the Word Scree

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

The feet having the scars from screes are the ones who have seen the sunrise from the peak 

Scree – A Poem

The path was strenuous and rough,
the boulders draped with screes,
the world shrouded with ghoulish grime,
the aura had a sadist charm

The avians, 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

Scree – A Flash Fiction 

The mountains track to the summit was beyond recognition. It was hard to believe the path, which was used by trackers ubiquitously, not too long ago had vanished like a whiff. The last monsoon was longer than expected, and the relentless downpour caused the massive landslide, shrouding the pathway with screes of some reminiscent ugly past.

Ever since the terrain way caved to nature’s wrath, people had stopped climbing the mountain and the summit remained at peace shining to glory with no trespassing from the human brigade. The tall tale suggests that the Sierra was more green, the hue atop vibrant and the fauna fearlessly thrived, for the humans didn’t venture the peak anymore. Irony remained, while the human cursed that fateful monsoon, nature had its last laugh.

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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

Scree – A Flash Fiction

The mountains track to the summit was beyond recognition. It was hard to believe the path, which was used by trackers ubiquitously, not too long ago had vanished like a whiff. The last monsoon was longer than expected, and the relentless downpour caused the massive landslide, shrouding the pathway with screes, of some reminiscent ugly past.

Ever since the terrain way caved to nature’s wrath, people had stopped climbing the mountain and the summit remained at peace shining to glory with no trespassing from the human brigade. The tall tale suggests that the Sierra was greener, the hue atop vibrant and the fauna fearlessly thrived, for the humans didn’t venture the peak anymore. Irony remained, while the human cursed that fateful monsoon, nature had its last laugh.

Scree – A Poem

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

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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Whimsical – A Poem

His fedora tilted to an angle covering his visage
and his eyes hanging from the lorgnette
blurring in the shades of his miscreant vice
the visceral feelings held closely to the frail smile,
the words skeet rapidly without making much sense

He tried his whimsical wit but then to no avail
such was the aura she draped him with
whenever she appeared unannounced
in the thoughts of his deviant mind

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Whimsical – A Thought

His eyes whimsically played with her thoughts and she puckishly made her musing go wild

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3 Day 3 Quote: Day 3 – Your Story

I was nominated by Lyndsey for the 3 Days, 3 Quotes challenge. Lyndsey is an amazing person, possess a charming personality, and a beautiful soul. Her unique writing style is intriguing and witty. I will highly recommend my fellow bloggers to visit her site and enjoy reading her thoughtful, funny and lovely posts.

I prefer posting my own quotes. Let me know your views.

Day 3 Quote 3

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Afflatuz Post – Her Imbecile Talk

Friends, as some of you know I have launched another website to post some of mine as well as fellow bloggers work. Here is the link to one of my creation I posted today

Her Imbecile Talk

Will appreciate your visit, follow and comment. Thank you

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Afflatuz Post – Omnipresent

Friends, as some of you know I have launched another website to post some of mine as well as fellow bloggers work. Here is the link to one of my creation I posted today

Omnipresent

Will appreciate your visit, follow and comment. Thank you

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