My Fear looks like a ball
of boiling lava
creeping up towards me
savouring me... and then
leaving me behind
like an ember until
ashes caress me.//Midnight Quill//
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27th October's entry!!
I'm Pyrophobic. Even when I write any scene with fire, I get goosebumps. I can't tolerate fire at all, not even in my dreams. One day I dreamt a ball of fire coming towards me and I was so afraid that I cried in my dream and my mom said I was talking some thing about blood. Don't know what was that. 🤔 So, I thought of penning my fear down. Hope you liked it!
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Wuthering Symphony ✔
Puisi..through the spaces of the dark Midnight shakes the memory As a madman shakes a dead geranium. ~ T.S. Eliot. The above mentioned verses from 'Rhapsody on a Windy Night' inspired me to make th...