HALCYON WINGS

THOUGHTS

SCENE OF REVENGE

    Part 1

An envious journey to destroy an unacceptable love was terrible; which wildly poured the melancholy that Osborne apparently knew.

Thoughts crawled one other; they ripped his passionate soul and blind his eyes, then with hate and curse — were strident echoes to life, no laughter, no pleasures serenaded, but all was quiet and quiet as a gloomy dark and despair that gave venom for him to revenge.

 The damp air was blowing from west; dewdrops covered the ardent hill slopes, and the darkness obedient to the bright Moon. The atmosphere looked wet and cold, the green of the forest was unclear, and all was silent: except the murmurings of the two lovers; beside the crags, where the radiant moon shadowed the secretly hiding mischievous Osborne’s envy frame and by madness that he held his fists tightly with rampant aggression and grudge.

Slowly he moved, to the place where fare-looked Waldo and dauntless Nancy sat; and hide underneath a huge rock piece. He saw them embracing with extreme affection. Aggression

Overwhelmed with uttermost pressure and cold demoralized his altering brain; he knew since his arrival for that occult plan of destruction was only loss, which was Nancy, to whom he has still Love, even love is unrequited, but a narrow ray of hope still remained in his dismayed heart, though folly was all in his self-determinations and slowly his mind said ‘to kill Waldo and abduct Nancy’.

'I found the beautiful shade in Earth,as a writer under the shelter of Literature,which the sense giving exercise of all kind'

SEEN A PAIR OF PEACEFUL LIPS

Now the evening came,the stars all chime
Musical, Musical,the guitarist passed by—
The greeny moors of the country dale
And tuned his magical device
with rustic thoughts all wandered around
The fields of new hope.

O musical,the guitarist attuned..
While all the pains dissolving away
While all the pains dissolving away
Heard are peaceful melodies
And seen a pair of peaceful lips
Before he left..

NATURE'S SLEEP

The current shade of the crepuscule is so radiant than ever before. The sun has to go back and the Nature is going to miss her phenomenal globe until tomorrow. The clouds are so dusky in the twilight skies. The transparent curtain of mine is glowing in brown radiance all along its tapestries. I am wondering about Nature and her post changes, which are going to occupy our silence. Nature is the birthplace of all organisms from whose essence we enjoy. It is a place to ponder self and seek the curiosity in all the forms of it. I have to turn for the dark hours when the sun is going to leave from its horizon, then since I cannot see the green of the Earth, and the plants will get their sleep and the animals too. The nature is going for partial sleep by the end of the dusk.