Euphoria

And it rained. The rain, which one never wished for. But the land of emptiness, remained barren. For the seeds of nothingness had engraved it!

On looking upward, and I saw a face; cold as ice, hard as rock, expressionless. Wiping the sweat away, cruelly with the end of, scarf she wore. Looking constantly straight, as if nothing bothered her. And I looked down, fearful of the screams; of untold stories, of the buried wishes, of the beauty-seeking eyes.... For she was human too!   Dedicated to one of the minority girl who had accompanied one of my client!

Toughened by struggles, with experience becoming handy; a wrinkled face, with glittering eyes, were looking towards the sky. The smoke hindered, dimmed, belittled, those tiny stars__ yet they had a whole world, in themselves. He wanted to be that star__ small as eyes can't search for; but holding a pool of secrets, yet brightening, galvanizing, the infinite sky!

I will walk away soon. My presence won't affect, neither will disturb you. Rather my memories will!

While the full moon, busy in spreading its__ zeal, brightness, beauty, ecstasy around.... With a gloomy look, and a bowed face, she collected her pieces__ while sitting near her tomb!

And holding in her hand__ the tongue of mind. Yet she was scarce of... words, feelings, emotions__ that made the world! For she had sold them, at the hand of forsaken, long ago!!!

And her heart throbbed, as fast as could. Was pounding up and down, in the swing of__ fears, vagary, jeopardy.... . Holding that scary thing, A stream of text___ with mind taking speed of light,  understanding its context. Eyes popping out.... . And a grieve wave, passing by her face. She gave up: "Dear Customer ...” Curtains down*