You will never be
Important to me. Karmic
Dues have been paid, cad.
This one was published by my university’s student newspaper 🙂 Now you can read it here, or follow the link: http://www.palatinate.org.uk/?p=63474
We could’ve been perfect,
But we weren’t at all –
You lived to party,
While I stayed at home.
And I am Fox Kids.
You talked too much,
When I wanted peace.
You were forgetful
And driving me mad,
Yet charming and funny –
You weren’t that bad.
We’re complete opposites
But at a faraway point,
On the line at infinity
My second nomination! I don’t know what is going on right now! Haha 🙂 Thank you, Vikar! Aka Mr. Wonderful-author-of-one-of-the-most-honest-and-beautifully-written-blogs! I believe one has to possess a strong spirit to write about their emotions and their life, in general, and share them with the world. You do this splendidly 🙂
Five random facts about me:
1. I am a big Sailor Moon fan! Moon Prism Power forever!
2. I watch a lot of tv series, from the Big Bang Theory to the Walking Dead. “If Daryl Dies We Riot!”, if you know what I mean 😉
3. I believe in the extraterrestrial life.Who knows what’s really out there… Oh! And thank you, Nasa, for finding Kepler-452b! 🙂
4. I just can’t get used to Pluto not being the ninth planet of the Solar System anymore.
5. I love sushi!
My nominees are:
The rules are as follows:
1.Share five random facts about yourself.
2.Nominate some blogs and notify the nominees.
3.Post the link of the blog that nominated you.
Evelyn wishes to know the exact time and date of meeting with the love of her life. Her heart’s desire takes her millions of light years away from home, when a deadly virus starts spreading across the universe, freezing the hearts that are yet to find true love…
For some reason…which is that, being very busy these days, I forgot to change the release date on Amazon ^_^… “A Heart’s Desire” is now live (on Amazon only) and can be found by clicking the picture above.
Seven days before the release, here is your first look at “A Heart’s Desire”
From her very early years, Evelyn knew whom she wanted to be when she grew up. She was a child of a school principal father, who taught her responsibility and discipline, and a romance novelist mother, who instilled in her the desire for true love. Her books inspired Evelyn to dream of the world in colours as seen by those with love nestled in their souls.
By the age of fifteen, she had developed a clear idea of the manner in which she would like to meet her one and only. It will be the evening after a chilly torrential rain, Evelyn wrote in her diary. A sudden quickening pulse will break my reverie. I will run outside, following the thrill of anticipation. As I breathe in the petrichor, out of the corner of my eye, I will catch a glimpse of an enigmatic figure approaching me out of the twilight. From this single glance, my heart will melt like an ice-cream cone on a hot summer day, and then I will know he is the one. But that wasn’t enough. As much as Evelyn was enchanted by the concept of true love, she remained her father’s daughter. Planning ahead grew to be a part of her nature, and Evelyn resolved to learn the exact time and date of the meeting with the love of her life.
Fortunately, there was a place that could teach her the art of seeing into the future. It bore the name of the Intergalactic Institute of Excellence. Located on Prometheus, in the Scholarium system of the Andromeda galaxy, some 2.5 million light years away from Earth, the Institute was not only the most exquisite piece of architectural thought in the whole universe but also the ultimate destination for those who wished to learn a thing or two beyond the knowledge of earthlings. The IIE was an educational paradise for anyone who was lucky enough to get in.
Evelyn applied for the Starlit Reading course and subsequently became one of those lucky few, to the bitter disappointment of both her parents. They called Evelyn’s choice irresponsible, even her mother, who urged Evelyn to accept a place at the local college. Their words stung, and yet the pain was what made her even more determined to go.
Things packed, she took a bus to the airport. At the tickets counter, there was just a single passenger in the line, a three-handed alien woman, complaining about a mix-up in her booking.
‘What about if I allow you to travel to Prometheus free of charge?’ the agent suggested. He had a soothing voice, but Evelyn couldn’t see his face from behind the woman’s wild gesticulation.
‘Oh! Thank you so much, kind human. You truly are a gift from God.’
It was Evelyn’s turn, when her phone buzzed. She greeted the agent, but her gaze was focused on the phone screen. “Do not come back,” was all the message said. The words shot through her like a blizzard. Evelyn shivered and blinked the tears from her eyes.
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I’m going to be fine
Without the shade
That brings another lie.
Those toxic accusations,
You made them up, but I forgive.
You slashed my skin,
Yet it is you I will outlive.
“Sweet mercy is nobility’s true badge”
– William Shakespeare
My nominees for Day 3 are:
The rules for this challenge are:
1. Each day for three consecutive days post a quote (any quote – you can even come up with your own) and a poem to accompany it.
2. On each day nominate 3 bloggers for the challenge.
3. Don’t forget to thank the blogger who nominated you 🙂
Can’t deal with the problem,
Kicking and screaming,
Fingers clutched tightly,
I am pacing the floor.
Hating is bad,
And bad is what’s killing,
Draining the good
And painting in gore.
Dishonest, skilled cheaters,
They sprint the distance
From one hearth to hostel
And back for some more.
Anger is bad,
And bad is what’s willing
To turn dark the blameless
And start futile wars.
Part of their nature
Is playing the victim,
Pretending to grieve
While hiding a gun.
Rancour is bad,
And bad is what’s drilling
Through light-hearted laughter,
Destroying its core.
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