My hand lifts instinctively to strike. The precision comes from years of practice. Every morning at 5 am, it is a ritual that forms an integral part of my daily routine.The strike is done with closed eyes only guided by the sound of the target. The fearful target whines in an almost melancholic shriek. WithContinue reading “Ritual in the dark morning #99wordstory”
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5 am
Just in timeWith the sunOr some timea bit before I riseFrom a blissful sleepOr sometimesa tumultuous one Meeting the dayFreshOr sometimesa bit groggy Off the bedWith purposeOr sometimesJust laying down A cup of coffeea moment staring at windowor sometimesHitting the snooze Its another dayWe just metI think we like each otherIt would be fun
The lonely bench
Lonely bench sits quietWatching every passerbyjust waits silently
Dark Coffee
Fluid Pours outWarm and brewedFrom the potInto the expectant gobletWaiting impatientlyLike a tired mind Crystals of sweetBlend like magicInto the Juiceof dark bitter beandark brown fluidLooks pretty fine The aroma risesHarbinger of the tasteScales the chasmbetween the cup and lipOh that smelltriggers the mind The first siptastes like heavenCataputing me awayFrom the grimeI am pureContinue reading “Dark Coffee”
Sun (Elfchen)
Sun Radiant – Bright Up in sky Making the world visible Morning #elfchen
Let the light in
Garden was fenced Keeping everyone out Rays of Light sneak in
Equally and Fair
the morning comes The day begins Some asleep, some are awake Some step out Some stay in bed Everyone has their stake It belongs to everyone Equally and fair The sun, the clouds, the lake
My Tales Within 