Monday, 28 October 2013


This piece is a NONET.

Quoting writetribe:
"A nonet is a nine line poem. A nonet can be written on any subject. The poem starts with a line that has 9 syllables in it. The second line contains 8 syllables, the third line has 7 syllables and it continues to count down to one syllable in the final line (ninth line)... You can also write two stanzas by joining nonet and reverse nonet form."

A bunch of roses, stardust sprinkled
Luminous stars shining brightly
The moon peeps out through the clouds
The blue sea roars aloud
Peace dwells everywhere
Nights are silent
It's not real
I know
It's dream
Let me sleep
Don't wake me up
I don't want to live
In real world anymore
I bid farewell to this world
Let me sleep and dream forever
Of bunch of roses, stardust sprinkled

Thursday, 24 October 2013


This is a post for write tribe 100 words on Saturday.  The following piece contains 100 words exact.

100 Words on Saturday - Write Tribe
I knew it was my last day there but I wasn't sad. I was burning with a desire to perish. My heart was melting but deep down there, I was content that I have helped to cure the darkness. I have been able to enlighten. I was able to achieve my goal. I have helped them to see the truth. I am dying for them. They might forget my sacrifice but I won't complain. I will burn proudly with a desire to perish.
In a moment, the last drop of candle wax fell on the table and the flame died.

Linking to write tribe 100 words on Saturday

Sunday, 13 October 2013

First Love !

This is my first take on a Haiku. Thank you Write Tribe for introducing me to this genre of beautiful poetry.

courtesy :

red cherry peeps through
leaves blush in the falling rain;
is it the first love?

This is an entry for the "write tribe" where a Haiku has to be written based on the given picture prompt. 

To know more about a HAIKU, click here.

Sunday, 6 October 2013


This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 42; the forty-second edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "COLOR"

*this is a 55 fiction. .. 55 words exactly*


SHE: Where you going?
HE: Dadar
SHE: Virar. I have a date. I am so nervous. Do you like my black dress?
HE: Black is my favourite color.

The train stopped.

He got up, pulled out a white cane and stumbled his way out. His words echoed in her ears "Black is my favourite color."

The fellow Blog-a-Tonics who took part in this Blog-a-Ton and links to their respective posts can be checked here. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. Participation Count: 02
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