KHAYAAL

There are only two ever bugs which bug me on a sufficiently frequent basis. Others, I don't mind. They are:  1. Cockroaches - the harbingers of immediate death;  2. Millipedes - the harbingers of slower death. Firstly, a millipede with far too many legs, slimy and stingy; born as a punishment! I can only wonder the little cacophony of tick-ish sounds its feet make when tapping on the ground - obviously too faint for human ears. But to organisms even smaller than the bug, it would seem like a train of oppression. The more the number of legs, the more chances of being consumed. Thankfully, they aren't fast - like cockroaches, those buggers! At least after you go into shock of spotting Mr. Milli, you don't immediately die. If it is a cockroach, you will first go into shock - your heart will physically stop for a beat on the sight of it. Now, when it is supposed to recover from that shock, it will further stop for a second beat as soon as that ill excuse of life will start flyi...

'A giddy wedding heart, mourning leaves of white, blossoming winter drape betraying rainbow skies.'

G old-leaved, garnet-studded was the dagger Upon wielding high and low, it wouldn't stagger Playing mind-games with her victims, used she The vicious weapon for an eternity. Far and wide the stories went travelling through lands of greedy men yearning for wishes mighty cruel of the Lady with a dagger on her belt. Never giving a thought to morality and law solely following the ringing of the knife for once it was near a culprit, a prey the dagger would longingly spring to life One day however, on another path To complete her task, to the dagger she asked “What is my purpose on this way, if not but to end existence gay?” The dagger, having accompanied her bosom to places far and wide, with heavy confusion asked her if she wasn't content, “Are you replicating the greed of men?” Taken aback a little, she questioned the case Was she looking for a shinier Grace of Fortune? To befall her existence as she knew After a while, a heavy breath she drew! It seemed quite empty and bland to c...