The snow was dancing merry, The wind leading the way, Singing in a howling symphony, The night wavered the day. “Come”, whispered the marauder, To his comrades hidden behind; Dressed in thick woolen white, The plunderers looked upon the prey. The village slept in snowy stupor, Huddled in blankets two fold, To lullabies of a... Continue Reading →
Cassius’ Wrath
Clean thy soul of purgatory, Thy heart lies corrupted, Mighty Power reigns supreme Within thy grounds of ambiton; Sweet Hatred doth take a stroll In thy garden of judgement. Veiled art thou, The world to thou is a folly. You harbour colossal desire, Thine ambition touches the Alps. Thou should die, tyrant! Thy blood should... Continue Reading →
The Spoon That Stirred A Thousand Teas
Neel picked up the spoon lying on the dusty shelf, wiped it clean on his loungi and stirred his tea mixing the sugar in equal proportions. He relied on the morning tea the same way as the early bird relied on the early worm. With a soft “clunk-clunk” noise, he stirred the hot beverage and... Continue Reading →
Ink Idle 