Sweet melodies sound discordant, Gentle zephyr has turned errant, Sublime moon seems coldly distant. Blooming springs are hushed and replaced by a frigid winter, Dark clouds of despair infiltrate…
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“Achoo!” Santa’s nose was swollen red and his body was burning with fever. Christmas had been a grand success but unfortunately, Santa was down with the flu. “I’d told you…
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Mon Amour! Let’s weave our story in verses, dreary is the world mortal, Sculpting a fluid haven we’ll journey across realms surreal, Our souls would be garlanded with fragrant lyrical…
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The bleached sky seems to sing dirges as mellow snowflakes descend without making any noise. Brown and brittle leaves lay scattered all across the yard. Cool crisp winter air sweeps…
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Let’s sculpt the sky and sift the stars, Garner moonbeams and hide our scars, Weave fond stories ‘midst argent clouds, Far away from the thronging crowds, Nurture ardent love, ne’er…
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Ceaseless bombs and raining bullets, Innocent lives sadly became the destined targets, Incessant pleas, in vain fell on deaf ears, Blood-bathed bodies seemed muted with dried-up tears, Fractured homes collapsed…
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The tangerine leaves danced to the tunes of the mellow breeze. It was cool but not too chilly. The leaves gently susurrated and filled the atmosphere with tranquil sounds and…
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Prologue Year 3000 The carmine sky was tinged with somber clouds. Smoke billowed in many places–the lightning strikes every night had become increasingly devastating. Most high-rise buildings were…
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In the alpenglow of autumnal breeze, Fond memories perch on vivid rainbows, The dreamy moments, how I long to seize. The dainty bluebells from a sprightly spring, With vibrant heartstrings,…
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The sky was overladen with dark clouds and the sizzling ground was abated by a few stray raindrops. Ah! The heavenly petrichor–it carried resounding memories. I was reminded of the…