Skylarkchallenge 105(2)
Words :-puddles, string, hotel, apple
Lying puddles on the same string
Moving hotel with fluttering wing
Glazing apple cheeked beauty's ring

Skylark Challenge #104
Skylark Spectacular

He was mocking me
And the life we had shared
As he expressed his intentions
Through hand gestures
As if his rust covered pistol
Could actually do the trick
But soon enough
I'm sure he would try
So I consistently
Had to think on my feet
In order to plan my escape
From this empty room
A room
That housed so many memories
Both good and bad
But now was just a cell
Driving me to insanity
The creased pages of my diary
Depicted the particles
Of my former life; of our life
A toxic melange
Of scuffed and broken promises
That could never again
Be polished or repaired.
                                                       JD



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Skylarkchallenge 104(8)
Words :-particles, think, mocking, creased, scuffed, rust

Stop bang bang first
Mocking to self next
Press your creased shirt
Polish your scuffed shoes
Give up particles of sadness
Forget past stains and rust
Give to mind proper rest
Call me when clear your heart
I think, my escape
Would be upon your shoulder.

SKYALARKCHALLENGE 104 (3)
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BLOOM...
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Your memories dwell here
In this Creased Scuffed heart
Holding on to every bit
Of your essence,
I keep adoring
The way you made me
Into a self lovable mess
And prepared me for all
That was going to come.

But you my love
You are my strength
You are an open book
To my escape,
You held the particles
Of this soul
And gave them
A perfect shape.

To me you are my "All"
You are the cure
To my past
Full of Rust,

Don't you ever Think
Of leaving me
You've been my all
Love and lust...

Today
This heart is more
More than just an empty room,
I can face ...

SKYLARKCHALLENGE 104(2)

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Along with the Fall...
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A mere cavity I am
Just like this room,
Moulting my creased skin
Scuffed from beneathe
Over the surfaces of my past..

I keep craving for the lush
Searching my escape deep within
An escape to the infinite
Engulfing me
Within it's innumerable Particles,
Particles which forever last...

I will leave these bits of Rust
In the box where I used to Think
Think about it all!
Untouched by the mocking breathes
I will fade away along with the fall...

Ashwini abhang
(Nemophilist)

Skylarkchallenge 104(7)
Words :-particles, rust, think, creased, scuffed, mocking

Was like a ghost house
Having three rooms
Me'd been trapped in the middle
Which's windowless and dusky
One's with window
It's creased curtains parted in sides
Through light entering in
Made visible iron furnitures
Those're being scuffed by the rust
And scattered particles of metals
Other one's the devilish man's
From where on and off bang bang did
Hapless me held a book of suspense
Inside which my escape laid
Feeling left like ruthless fate mocking
But I kept fortitude within
Was praying to God
Save me from the danger
I didn't have anything to think
Apart from your mercy
Soon I  heard two b...

skylark challenge 104

Abandoned like a room old and dark,
Miles away, my SCUFFED heart.
awoken at last,
Scrubbing the RUST,
Shining, it must.
Glittering with your trust.
The PARTICLES of dust,
The CREASED emotions,
The overwhelming numbness,
The years of emptiness,
MOCKING it all vanished,
Your kisses left me astonished.
You read me like a classic book,
Every page of rage you took
By flashing a beautiful smile,
And whispering it’s alright,
You made me THINK
It is possible to live a dream,
That you won't disappear,
In an inevitable blink
You, my love are one of a kind,
My escape from the prison
Of my own mind.

rayie.

SKYLARK CHALLENGE 104- SKYLARK SPECTACULAR (#2)
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FAR FROM REALITY

Distant recollections
PARTICLES of RUST between
broken cerebral connections.
Blur reflections
as memory is moving out
and time moves on.
Far from reality
Familiar cadence repeats,
“Remember me.
Remember ME?
REMEMBER ME!”
I am syncopated passion,
THINK of a plethora of pain never forgotten;
love’s symphony
in moments SCUFFED outside wisdom’s mind.
When dementia finds me
far from reality
banging and bombarding
a misplaced identity
lost
where only music
was MY ESCAPE.

Finding a fading smile
sunset pausing briefly
basking in MOCKING shades
of days passed away
stroked against p...

Skylarkchallenge 104(6)
Words :-think, mocking, particles, creased, scuffed, rust

Was in the creased clothes
Hiding my scuffed heart
Whispering silently
Seeking "my escape " timidity
By slipping away from reality
It's not a nice thing to think
Keep fortitude within
Waive off external bang bang
Gather particles of knowledge
Never allow those to get rust
Ever not indulge self mocking
Wake up man! How brave you are!

SKYLARK CHALLENGE 104- SKYLARK SPECTACULAR!
Terms used: My escape, creased, scuffed, particles, rust, think, mocking.
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THE NIGHT IS FILLED WITH DANGERS, YOU SEE

Once, I sat upon a tall gloomy tree
It would be my escape -- the town was asleep
The wind was silent, moonlight mocking me
'Twas the perfect scene -- horrors to be seen

And then a breeze came, clouds burst to rain
Lightning made reveal a shadow standing still
Wearing steel armor filled with rust
A headless knight*, I was scuffed with fright.
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Awakened by a call, we've arrived at grandpa's home
Fall; the floor dirty and creased by the old chair
S...

     Skylarkchallenge 104(4)

Words:-Think, rust, creased, scuffed, particles, mocking.

     In the church usual Sunday ceremonies were in progress. After ceremonies father George addressed the gatherings. He said "Misfortune will never give you time to think or plan, but God can save you out of any danger " Then he narrated an incident of his life. " It was a Sunday evening, while I was returning to church from town, I was kidnapped by a group of terrorists and took me to an isolated multi storied building almost 50 kms away from the town. They kept me in the third story, they abused me lot and showed me an iron bed to lie which was full of dust and rust, they also gave me a creased dirty ...

Skylarkchallenge 104(3)
Words :-particles, think, creased, scuffed, rust, mocking.

Was "my escape " beyond dreams
For my ears "bang bang " feast
No one was there to care my screams
All around miscreants with minds of rust
With them no fear of the Above
And had no sympathy or love
They're just two legged brutes
Who seldom care the tune of flutes
I didn't know, whether they kept me for money
Or honey
They made me slept in the store
Where creased clothes and scuffed shoes're kept
Hapless me did'nt think more
But bid a thanks to them just
In the sleeping posture
I read few lines of Bible
Then, to my pleasant surprise
Army launched a strike upon them
Some of them got killed
And ...