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twelve

I'm not following any protocol
I'm not aware of rules in literature
I just pen down what I'm undergoing through
Penning down helps me to discover answers for my dilemma
Rather than talking and expecting someone to understand, takes a toll on me

#Random on Wattpad helps me to concentrate as a disciplined artist/writer

Artist/Writer whose pen colors the grey world around her

Neither I expect you to understand
Nor I accept your judgement.

These are my convulsions of thoughts
My error in perceiving
My bane in daily chaos
My decisions in dilemma

Because I believe if man is a part of universe
Then,
Universe by itself is a part of man

The intertwining of Black and White within me
Makes me the Greyhound that I am.

I am all bark, not bite
So reading is at your own risk
If my barking is too loud
Quit right away
I won't haunt you.

Encircling you,
Waiting for you... waiting for you to catch a breath

Ha, provoke me, again
C'mon
Scratch my wounds
And I shall make you bleed.

Oh no, I won't give you the mercy of spot death
I'll make you beg
Beg me to give you peace
The long sword in my arm twitching for some action

Oh, how so badly I want to slice you raw, poke your heart and palpate that bleeding organ with my eyes

Ah the vengeance,
My eyes tear
Clouded my emotions pouring from my heart
Saying to
STOP.

Come here and play, play with me!

I'm the hatred, you're the fist

I'm the rage in you gut

your alter ego, the foe in you

Come play a little war with me!

Your downfall, the foe in you

Come play a little war with me!

Come play a little war with me .... WITH ME!

My hard headed grey matter wants to see the end,
Yes witness your last breath
I would never rest in peace until then.

I feel a cool finger lacing with my right little finger
I look around to see who the thief is
Thief,
who stole my reverence
The wrath for vengeance

A smiling face
This thief, has audacity!
Are you mocking me?

Don't you see blood dripping from my face? Or the long sword in my hand quenched with blood?

He smiles, so serene
How I wish to slap it out of his face

Those lips move with it's own accord
Calling me,

My wake up call.

"Follow me" he says
I hear clattering of metal
"Trust me" he asserts

My feet has it's own brains now,
Following his footsteps

"Close your eyes" he soothes

As if lulled by the crooning lullaby
I simply breathe my vision out.

Yet I can see him
With that serenity etched smile

My savior,
My Lord
Bosatsu,
My soul cries

'yes' he says
'I won't let you go' he assures me, continuing 'I've made arrangements for you to meet someone special to you'

'who?' resonance calmer than ever
My heart beating rhythmically
Maybe a drop or two of beat

He slowly flutters his eternal eyes close and etches one word

YOU.