The Nightmare

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With eyes wide open They peep into their nightmare Shedding light so bright It creeps into their bedtime Rectangular devious piece of hell Stuck to hand and life Technological advancement I won't see Coz, eyes can't see its infidelity. When world turns around The nights do stay As the day comes around The nightmare stays Aint that the one That she got for her birthday? Aint that the thing He bought when he won Game? Come in papa, its so fun Her call is hefty with world in hand Another time darling, I smile That gloated at dead end. Bundled medicines found right here Insominious existence. Bundles of light float right there Insominious existence. My Lashes find their way back To be halved by barbarous Nightmare But Life is so much fare With Real facsimiled of the Reel. On the rim of heart I wish for a Nightmare One cruel childish peril filled night One nightmare as it used to be.
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Moments...

"I glanced once more at the deserted balcony, the withered, drooping plants. A butterfly flitted about the railing, looking in vain for a flower on which to alight. It settled briefly on my hand before opening its wings and fluttering away into the blue."
- Ruskin Bond in his short story "A Love of Long Ago"


While I was studying in school, my teacher told me a story. There lived a King who was victorious in his warfare. He was very happy about it and was celebrating all the time. Then came a sage from the highest mountains of Himalayas. "I have a gift for you" the sage said to the King. He gave him a ring and left. The King's smile faded away as soon as he saw the ring. It had the letters "Everything passes away". And, said my teacher, the King realized that all these wealth he has acquired won't be there forever and became a generous King who helped everyone.

I did like the story except the part where his smile fades away. Wouldn't it have been better if it was like "the  smile broadened". Passing away is not a hard truth.. It is just a truth made hard by our thoughts.. During the happy moments, the fear of losing those moments will darken its beauty. Yes, the truth is that this moment won't be there forever but it doesn't mean that it is not here now.. The butterfly did flit about the railing. It did flutter away into the blue. But it did settle briefly on my hand.. Briefly but yet, yes, it settled on my hand, within my heart, for a happy moment and I am happy about it..

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