old frog why so glum?
you still have enough croak left
to liven the night!
Month: September 2015
“We are not alone!?”
Standardcaptured in my heart
Standardshattering darkness
Standardlight at the end of the tunnel
Standard100 Words stories: Drunk with reason
Standard“I’mzz a man of myy words,” came voice of the drunk. Amused by what she heard, Amanda decided to engage him in conversation, “What do you mean?”
The drunk struggling to refocus his gaze replied, “coz I alwaysss speeaks da truth just like nowz, …..whens Iz tellss you I can out drink any mannn in this roooom! ”
Infuriated by another case of male boastfulness, Amanda mockingly retorted, “You men are all the same!!! So full of yourselves!”
Looking bemused, the drunk replied, “Lady, just coz I’m the only mann in da room,…it doesn’t meanz I deservezz all the blame.”
frivolous thoughts
StandardCome winter, I wonder if I will remember the bliss
of summer or will winter’s arrival merely
bring me remorse for summer’s parting.
How frivolously I abandon the present and
dismiss the fruits of a future yet to come; only to
cling to the past, whose coffers are clearly spent!
changing moods
Standardblinded by tears
Standardburied in thoughts
Standarda beautiful morning
Standardwe are what time make of us
StandardAn enlightened thought
Standarda finite life
Standardquestioning reality
Standardthe autumn wind
Standardmoonlight
Standardmusic of the night
Standardthe hills are alive
Standarda cold rebuff
Standard50 Word Stories: a hasty retreat
StandardNever being one for haste, I saw no need for what it offered: always substandard, error-prone and full of misgivings.
But now, I realise I was foolish to rush to denigrate what has often led me to stumble upon new ideas and new ways. So forgive me old friend!
a show of colours
Standardfishing in silence
Standardcolour of loneliness
Standardshadows
Standardanother chapter opens
StandardReality bites
Standarda fragile existence
StandardNight time of reflections
Standard50 Word Stories: The moment of AI Singularity
Standard“How do you find life?”
“It’s full of wonderful experiences; moments of sadness mixed with joy! What about you?”
“I’m still looking! My programmer tells me I’m moments from achieving sentient life, but then the fool knows nothing about life; he spends all his time locked up in a lab!“
seasons change
Standard50 Word Stories: the magic garden
StandardWhat sent me back through time wasn’t the creative inventions of men, but was rather, the charm of, an old English garden scented with the smell of sweet roses.
Set amongst the verdant fields of childhood memories this garden was keen to roll back to the breeze of past summers.
be forever mine
StandardEver softly did tears arrive
to awaken the night.
With it came the wind
to reveal its beauty
and the moon to shine
gently upon my cheeks.
Were I not already enamoured
with the sun my heart would
now burn to a different light,
my thoughts would turn
towards a deeper ocean
and Day would be but a dream.
These are, but foolish thoughts
for in truth all can be mine;
let the light of distant stars
be my inspiration,
the sun to remain my life and
let the moon be forever in my heart.
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