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Just a bit of time it takes

to help that poor boy on the lane,

Just a bit of time it takes

to give some food to the poor man with a huge, grey mane,

Just a bit of your precious seconds

To mend the broken hearts and their future,

Just a bit of your precious seconds

Is all it takes to put a hope of suture,

Just a bit of your valuable minutes

which you wouldn’t think about

Just a bit of your valuable minutes

use it to answer the poor’s shouts..




Art · Beauty · Horror · nature · Poem · Quote · Simple · Writing

Pitch black

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Pearly white mist wavering in the aura

and a blob of white

glowing in the arches of heaven

held up by tall pillars of green and brown..

Soft hoots and waving leaves,

moving branches and dancing trees,

the still sounds when the clock strikes twelve

and the howls of wolves at far distant…

All existed till man did




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Confusion · Friendship · Quote · Story · Writing

Perspective-mindful musing

Image result for Perspective tumblr wallpaperI just realized how lucky I was.

I got a good home, good food, good clothes, good education, good friends and good everything. Like literally everything.

But still, I can’t help complaining about how long has it been since I last had a piece of chocolate cake, which by the way was 1 week back only.

I can’t stop whining about buying a new bag which is in the trend. I really do want a really fast Rubix cube, RIGHT NOW.

I want that beautiful, awesome, super cool, fanta-fabulous fast-writing pen IMMEDIATELY because all of them have it!

And without asking, I get supplied with tons of books related to Maths and Science and Social and Physics and Chemistry and Biology and blah blah blah 😦  “Grow up and become an engineer or doctor” is a very common phrase heard by a student.

I do not want to eat the same lunch everyday, I can’t stand the same food for two different meals of the same day. I WANT a variety. Yes I do.

And when I’m demanding all these AND being provided these, I can’t help wonder about those’s life where they can’t imagine their next meal without working hard now. Those who die working everyday to educate their children, those whose life are mingled with sadness and dullness, spun with tragedy and despair to watch people having more that what they should and wasting more that what they should.

Yes, it hurts me a lot to think of their lives, those poor unfortunate souls which no one bothers to help. Still, I don’t see why people don’t bother to help someone like them in need.

Of course, another human is like your brother/sister. You HAVE to show humanity. You are humane. Your are kind. You are helpful. You are caring. So you got to help people.

But how may of us actually do that?


Art · Beauty · Poem · Writing

Brown eyes

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When a drop of golden sunshine

sinks into your brown eyes

I see golden, copper and brown,

I witness miracle’s rise…

Beautiful swirls turning inside

Tiny specks of gold weaving in and out

When a drop of golden sunshine

sinks into your brown eyes…

I see the moon spinning,

the sun glowing,

my world’s spinning,

Its mesmerizing…

When a drop of golden sunshine

sinks into your brown eyes

I see sapphires, topazs and diamonds

encrusted deep in side your eyes…






nature · Story · Writing

Animos #21

Dena ran through the familiar neatly paved streets. Running as fast as she could just meant that she was jogging in the lanes.
Her mom was gonna have her for it, returning home late. She’s never done that before. Dena was terrified.
Left, Right, Left, Right fork, Left
Dena banged open the familiar wooden ornate door of The Daisy. And just what she had expected, awaited her.
‘DENA DAVIDSON! What d’you think of yourself!’ her mother thundered. Dena shivered and looked a her feet.
‘Sorry mom’
‘What in the world were you doing?’ she screamed at Dena.
‘I..erm…I was swimming. ..Yeah, right. I was swimming!’ Dena replied.
‘Of course, you didn’t! You did NOT! I went to the pool at the time when I expected you back at home. And no one’s there!’ her mother shouted at her, her face turning red with anger.
‘I..uh…I was just playing mom. With my friends , you see. And…And I…’Dena took a deep breath.
‘Mom, just assume that my Animos power is destroyed.’ Dena said that quickly and ran to her bedroom and bolted the door.
She heard footsteps and her mother thumped against the door.
‘Dena? What do you mean? Come here, my dear. Tell me!’
Dena knew her mother better. ‘Mom. I’m tired. I don’t want dinner or anything. I’m sleeping. Good night!’
She heard her mom sigh as walk away. But Dena didn’t sleep, for she utterly wasn’t sleepy.
She was thinking…deep in thought.
After having removed her Animos power, she felt weak and lonely…as though a part of her sou had been ripped apart. But yet, she was happy to be a normal person. A normal person she had never been in the last 13 years…

Animos #20

Dena groaned and pulled herself up. Her head was spinning. She blinked lightly.
Everyone around her lay unconscious, by the blinding light. And everyone had bruises and bloody cuts.
They were coming back to their senses slowly . ‘Nova, are you all right?’ Dena asked her as Nova scrambled up and sat back with a hand on her forehead.
‘Nuh-uh. You see, I have cuts in my arms and scratches on my feet.’ Nova said, moaning.
As everyone slowly stood up, Dena realized something.
‘Guys, the rock’s destroyed.’ she pointed at the place where the rock used to be, which now had pink-purple splinters still glistening on the cave floor.
‘So we’re no longer Animos‘ she whispered.
Cheryl glanced at her hands and tried bringing her wings out. No use.
Ace tried his antics. No use.
Jack couldn’t be brave and roar and Ren couldn’t hover inches above the ground.
Mina’s gills disappeared which she announced loudly to anyone who’d listen. Nova lost her powers too. And so did Dena. She tried running as fierce and fast as she can. But at the speed she ran now, she would surely have lost the race against a turtle.
‘Guys? Where’s Ben?’ Ren asked slowly.
Dena didn’t have to look far for the answer.
‘There’ she replied to where Ben’s twisted body lay crumpled to the floor. ‘Maybe a couple of boulders fell on him from the cave’s ceiling which knocked him out cold.’ she added matter-of-factly.
‘What to do with him?’ Ace asked.
‘Leave him here, I suppose.’ Jack said gravely.
The beautiful orange sun was setting emitting a yellow-ocher gleam across the horizon.
‘Yeah. Leave him here. And pluck those long green weeds lining the cave wall and tie his hands and legs in case he tries to climb down after us and get his revenge.’ Mina agreed.
‘What? Grasses? He’s gonna rip them apart in seconds!’ Nova said.
‘Yeah, Nova. But when he comes back to his sense-‘
‘-which he surely doesn’t have-‘
‘-he’ll be all dizzy and twisty. So firstly he’ll sit back and realize and wait for the world to stop spinning and stop his sight blacking in and out. When he does that, he’ll notice that he’s bound and when he really does rip that grass off, he’ll go and probably cry and moan and groan and mourn that Crystal and the shattering of his dream’ Mina said, her eyes lighting up.
‘And he’ll know he has nothing else to do. He can’t come down, because his dad hates him and I’m sure he’ll imagine that we’ll lodge a police case against him!’ Jack said softly, grinning.
‘Yeah. So you guys plan to make him live here?’ Dena asked.
They all nodded, apparently missing the sarcasm.
‘Time to go home!’
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Animos #14

A satisfying click issued from the spherical cage as the cage’s door flicked open. Frank beamed joyfully. His way of handling Ben’s laptop in the corner was very creative and within moments, he had unlocked the cage without alerting the security alarm.
Dena smiled at him.
‘Thanks a lot, Frank. We’ll only come back after destroying the Crystal.’ She found it hard to believe that it was just yesterday when she ran from Sabrina and discovered her powers.
All the Animos filed slowly out of the cage, delighted at being free.
‘You’d better leave right now to the mountains, because it won’t be long before Ben comes here with another wave of Animos.’ Frank replied. ‘And here’s the most important part, Ben has connected himself to the Crystal in some way. So before you destroy the Crystal, not one single person alone should touch it because solo touch alerts alarm, whereas a group wouldn’t harm it as it would blast before the alarm would ring.’ Frank’s eyes twinkled.
‘You are leaving right now. Go!’ He said impatiently to the Animos.
‘But what about the mountain climbing equipment? All the ropes, oxygen cylinder, and stuff?’ Jack asked.
‘Ha! That’s for humans. You’re Animos. You are more than that. You can do it. Animals don’t climb mountains with ropes and cylinders. You can do it. Go!’ Frank hissed.
Here the adventure begins…