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The Miscreant Heart

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Horror from the Past

Draconian claws of yesteryear horror
slowly crawled back in her life
and like the shadows of some silhouette nights
it crept inch by inch
covering her velvety skin
with the charcoal soot of the past yore

Her hollow eyes lay insentient
blurred with the error of cracked dreams
and the gore of her shattered hope
gushed in abundance
painting her countenance pale

Faith was sucked out of her soul
and all that remained was a cold quiescent azoic
will she ever revive?
maybe, if she could break the mold
to escape the fright of past
drawing a moat or a fosse
around her deviant heart

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Complains

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Breaking Dawn

The dawn cracked the twilight with a roar,
the charcoal laden shadows resisted,
but failed to arrest the pewter skies,
and an occult blend of cerulean, azure and turquoise hue
slipped through the crevice
painting the world with some vivid artistry,
it was surreal,
universe gyrating,
tenor uplifting,
genial smiles spreading,
a renewed hope took birth in her sparkle,
and slowly but surely she shed away her ostensible self
detaching from the illusion world

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Caught Off Guard

And for Humor…

I was traveling to India last May when the air hostess got me a glass of water with no ice as a courtesy drink before the take off. I noticed she was asking everyone about their choice, but when it came to my turn she simply offered me the drink without querying about my preference. It sure was what I would have asked for, still I couldn’t comprehend the fact she didn’t extend the civility to me as she did to my fellow passengers. I couldn’t hold my inquisitiveness for long and enquired how she knew what my choice of drink was. She smiled and said, “I have seen you enough on this route.”

It was a mixed bag of emotions. Though the customer experience was beyond par, I felt a little discomforted knowing people taking note of my presence when I assumed traveling could put me in oblivion.

And then I smiled, for you know you are traveling more than the usual when the flight attendant greets you by saying, “welcome back”.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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