Clinging to a fiendish vine, It squirmed to save a fall, Last sip of torrential wine, It flexed and tried to crawl. Trying to get a grip As death smiled discretely, A slender twig warped and nipped Around its fragile entity; One twitch followed by another, In vain; the hunter hurried, A battle lost but... Continue Reading →
Trial-IV
"Love is nothing but a fiend, To friend and foe alike, Sly, it creeps up and deepens Leaving the strongest fragile; What chance did I have, A damsel wooed passionately By this monster handsome 'n suave, Slipped under my gown discretely. Ye Hono' I musn't shed a tear, 'Cause the brave must be strong, Yet... Continue Reading →
Trial-III
“Yonder grew a pea, enclosed within the pod, It swayed in the wind and nothing seemed odd. By the clock’s ticking, the wind grew in intent, Gone past two hours, instead of the pod was a dent.” - Frank mused.
Trial-II
"To soar above paltry men, Away from narcissictic fracas, Right out of the damp hell, To breathe free again; Thus was a dream, Ye Hono' 'Tis but a favor, an act of gratitude, Too cursed a burden, heavy too, Have I relieved them of." - Spake I in earnest. "Rascal!" - Screamed Marie, yet... Continue Reading →
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