The Lizard and the Cockroach.

A Lizard, it was, that went to feed,
A Cockroach was to be its prey.
It stealthily slithered towards its deed,
To have its fill for the day.

But along came the 'Roach's mate,
She thought he could not fly.
But fly he did away from his mate,
The Lizard was left to die...

Hehe... I know. My first rhyming poem...

Spiteful Verse.

Love
That powerful emotion that evokes fantasies
is but
a nightmare which eventually grabs you;
a utility
which your Love merely uses
to mould you
as she sees fit,
into a pained creature
emotionless,
and then draw out conclusions
to paint
that this was an inherent monstrosity:
Hate.

The V-thing.

Yes. Valentine's day.
The day in which we spread love around. Great day if you have a Valentine.
However, Spring has come. A natural reason for love to spread anyway.

I felt odd today though. I did not feel the love spread.
While going to school, I saw this car whose door was half-open. I did not bother telling the passenger.
I would've usually done that.
In school I was quite bitter. No end-of-the-year happiness.
Just the usual "All the best for your exams..." said in a monotone.

Unusual. Unhappy.

My 250th post... and moony!

Yes, 250 [articles? pieces? Blogs? Posts? er.... thingees!] in a little over three years.
Thank you my friends, for reading and commenting on all of these!
I have taken a few pictures of the moon... Read more to find out.


The Prince presents pictures he took sometime ago.

A little overexposed. Hehe.Ze negative!


The Solarised version.
A better one. Definitely!Another nice-ey pic!

Spring {Er...} Arriveth

It drizzled. Its going to rain.
Spring has arrived.
I miss the winter already.
Sunken, and sorrowful.




Alright. I am bored.