Brutally depriving me of my
prerogative to slumber which is coarser than somnambulism, the rugged beauty of the
night shouts at me inflicting an injurious ecstasy upon me which gets
supernaturalised from my eyes. The traumatic eyebrows feel like shutting off
the senses but in vain. Rapidly functioning incessant strokes of my fuzzy brain
outpour streams of fluidic emotions. The half-burnt fire keeps lingering
throughout stealthily slithering into the neurotic fluids. The oxygenated blood
inside gets polluted by the mutilations in air.
The revolving blades of the fan
aspire to fly like a shooting star. However, they cannot as they are confined
to their roots by the supreme source of mechanical energy. Both the fan and the shooting star possess energy
but one lacks Gregorian energy while the other wants the nuances of nano
technology. Faustian power that facilitates travelling places is marginalized due to monetary
fluctuations while the knock (s) on the door on the other hand keeps
accentuating its multilateral impact.
The hair keeps twitching like an
unruly soul. The attitudinal sensations now seem to be overflowing from the
glass-mug after being betrayed by the ceramic. Sensitivity, absurdity of
marijuana floats in the air while a pair of human noses fart the air out at a
close proximity. The flashlight keeps getting dimmer simmering in the ocean of
frustration while the unholy fingers keep caressing the butt accompanied by clanking of the spiritual bangle on the bed stead.
In the meantime, a sleepy shadow
emerges from the dark in this dreamy world of sleeplessness. Poetic justice
should now see the light of the day. The case should now rest at the court of
the Oscar and the door be firmly locked. Beware the incoherence of the coherent
flow of thoughts sealed with the haunting blood of a cute canine transposed from that plain night of internal savagery.
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