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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....
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The Other Hypocrite said…
that is so beautiful.. excellent to say the least
November 21, 2009 at 5:33 AM
joie de vivre said…
lil fairy
wanted to add you on talk..kaise karu?
November 21, 2009 at 6:41 AM
Hemanth Potluri said…
the magic in ur wrds is truly shown in this...so beautiful sis :)..

urs..hemu..
November 21, 2009 at 8:38 AM
Freelancer said…
awesome...
one of your very best
November 21, 2009 at 9:29 AM
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
November 21, 2009 at 11:27 AM
Thousif Raza said…
beautiful and amazing, its great... the pain and emotions you have explained ahh so awesome.... :)


take care and keep writing............
November 21, 2009 at 3:03 PM
Priya Joyce said…
ahh amazingly wonderful gal...

I wonder whether exams did this to u :P
November 21, 2009 at 9:14 PM
Tulika said…
What to say..?


Jinxed I am...
November 21, 2009 at 11:44 PM
Aneesh said…
Everyone of us is waiting for our destiny too, aren't we?
:)
November 23, 2009 at 10:00 PM
prajyot said…
" its destiny "...is all we look for..!! as aneesh said..!!

well..sometimes world looks too real huge if goals are not met..!!
November 24, 2009 at 12:30 PM
Rià said…
wow that was awesome gurl!! :)
November 24, 2009 at 6:16 PM
Chatterbox said…
Simply awesome!
You are a very talented writer.

Loved being to your blog.

Hope to stay in touch.

Cheers!!
November 25, 2009 at 5:55 AM
Anwesa said…
@joie,
its done :)
December 4, 2009 at 3:06 PM
Anwesa said…
@freelancer,
thank u!!!!
December 4, 2009 at 3:06 PM
Anwesa said…
@Phoenix,
thanks dearie!!! loved having you here...
December 4, 2009 at 3:10 PM
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
thanks again...
December 4, 2009 at 3:10 PM
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
thanks baby!! no,it was written much before exams :P
December 4, 2009 at 3:11 PM
Anwesa said…
@Tulika,
Hope the jinx leaves you...and you live in the lands of happiness forever....
December 4, 2009 at 3:12 PM
Anwesa said…
@soumyaranjan,
thanks!!!!!
December 4, 2009 at 3:12 PM
Anwesa said…
@Aneesh,
yeah...most are...but then,some of us haven't given up hope...
December 4, 2009 at 3:13 PM
Anwesa said…
@prajyot,
yeah....that's real heavy stuff.
December 4, 2009 at 3:14 PM
Anwesa said…
@chatterbox,
thanks!!!!
December 4, 2009 at 3:15 PM
Anwesa said…
@pooja,
thanks!!!!
December 4, 2009 at 3:19 PM
Anwesa said…
@slipperthoughts,
its sad but then its nice to hear "its magical"...thanks!!!!
December 4, 2009 at 3:20 PM
Poshin_david said…
Amazing...I luved this....

:D

These lines still keep ringing,
'Forlorn, crestfallen is the angel.
Awaiting to meet her destiny.'
December 4, 2009 at 5:11 PM
Anwesa said…
@Christopher,
thanks for dropping by !!!! welcome to my blog :)
December 4, 2009 at 5:50 PM
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