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THE TALE OF A JINXED FAIRY


The salve of the dew-
Hushing tones of a breeze-
Enthralling the world-

The making of a fairy.
A pure soul refurbished.
Love binds her spirit.
Engaged in draping silken dreams.

One day there is a visitor
From far-off shores.

A magical tale begins.

Just as the two mingle into one,
Imminent danger appears.
Nothing seems to be in place.
Xenophobics appear in ethereal lands.
Ebbing the visitor away from the fairy.
Death awaits the charmed guest.

Forlorn, crestfallen is the angel.
Awaiting to meet her destiny.
Illogical emotions get better of her.
Regrets her deathless life.
Yet the wait never ends for the jinxed fairy....

Comments

Jogeshwar said…
that is so beautiful.. excellent to say the least
joie de vivre said…
lil fairy
wanted to add you on talk..kaise karu?
Hemanth Potluri said…
the magic in ur wrds is truly shown in this...so beautiful sis :)..

urs..hemu..
freelancer said…
awesome...
one of your very best
Phoenix said…
you seem to better even yourself.. each time and over again... this is breathtaking and surely your best till date...

beautifully expressed... loved it!!

lots of love and luck for your upcoming exams
Thousif Raza said…
beautiful and amazing, its great... the pain and emotions you have explained ahh so awesome.... :)


take care and keep writing............
Priya Joyce said…
ahh amazingly wonderful gal...

I wonder whether exams did this to u :P
Tulika said…
What to say..?


Jinxed I am...
Aneesh said…
Everyone of us is waiting for our destiny too, aren't we?
:)
prajyot said…
" its destiny "...is all we look for..!! as aneesh said..!!

well..sometimes world looks too real huge if goals are not met..!!
Ria said…
wow that was awesome gurl!! :)
Chatterbox said…
Simply awesome!
You are a very talented writer.

Loved being to your blog.

Hope to stay in touch.

Cheers!!
ANWESA said…
@jogi,
thanks!!!
ANWESA said…
@joie,
its done :)
ANWESA said…
@hemu,
thanks!!!
ANWESA said…
@freelancer,
thank u!!!!
ANWESA said…
@Phoenix,
thanks dearie!!! loved having you here...
ANWESA said…
@Thousif,
thanks again...
ANWESA said…
@lil' priya,
thanks baby!! no,it was written much before exams :P
ANWESA said…
@Tulika,
Hope the jinx leaves you...and you live in the lands of happiness forever....
ANWESA said…
@soumyaranjan,
thanks!!!!!
ANWESA said…
@Aneesh,
yeah...most are...but then,some of us haven't given up hope...
ANWESA said…
@prajyot,
yeah....that's real heavy stuff.
ANWESA said…
@ria,
thanks!!!!
ANWESA said…
@chatterbox,
thanks!!!!
ANWESA said…
@pooja,
thanks!!!!
ANWESA said…
@slipperthoughts,
its sad but then its nice to hear "its magical"...thanks!!!!
Amazing...I luved this....

:D

These lines still keep ringing,
'Forlorn, crestfallen is the angel.
Awaiting to meet her destiny.'
ANWESA said…
@Christopher,
thanks for dropping by !!!! welcome to my blog :)

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