Oh the Bullet!

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A thundering sound passed by..
The loud firing jolted me back
As the speed added a zest to my fly..

 I am pulled in the momentary series of images, emotions, and a thought..
An experience of a visionary creation of my imagination..
Oh again in that usual daydream, I am happily caught..

 It starts with a dense cloud of dust on my face
As I rub my eyes to see through the haze
Oh my god, a Desert Storm in front of my eyes!!!
My heart sets itself on an undefined pace..

 The evening's red light fills the sky
I approach the beast..
And wish to fly..

 The sun sets in the background
As I see the evening approach..
I decide to settle in the astound..
Its then, I see the moon rise in the night's blue..
The road's all empty..
I park my Storm under a street light, a little mist around...

 A dog crosses, looks at me with a refrain..
A dry leaf flies with the breeze..
Settles itself aside in disdain..

 I prepare, and wear my gear..
As I assure my Storm, "Babe, you are made to arouse fear!"

 I look to my left and then to my right
To feel the silence around..
One kick, I feel her growl..

 And that's when I race her away in a deafening sound...

Comments

  1. AnonymousApril 8, 2013 at 6:28 AM

    Soon soon!

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  2. SamarpitaApril 8, 2013 at 7:10 AM

    :) nice nice.. see i told you, you should write more often..

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  3. Divya RanadiveApril 11, 2013 at 1:29 AM

    Hehe.. Thank you!.. I will I will.. :D

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