Arvind Iyerさんのイラストまとめ

a final goodbye
time eats away
at our parting kiss

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#poetry #haiku

Beyond the cerulean sea, a pair of eyes, cold and #distant, stare. And, they also speak. They move, like lips, moving the horizon with them, squeezing clouds into bursts of angry rain, twisting rainbows into ribbons of ecstacy, and covering the sun in a fit of melancholy.
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Mrs. Circle had three children, Radius, Circumference and #Tangent. Radius grew up to be a quiet boy, happy living within boundaries. Circumference explored her life a lot more, and Tangent was the free spirit, a seeker, a wanderer, tethered to his mother, but only just.
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"Time is a tangent to our life's circle" said the time-traveler "Or is time a circle, & we live on a tangent?"

"Time is both the circle & the #tangent" the hermit smiled "& we're always living at that little point, where all of time meets the time meant for us– the now"

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I still remember those winter nights spent on lavender terraces. The wind would be cold, our love, young & tender, & our desires larger than our eyes could hold. And then the dream broke. #Whoever thought the moonlight that shone our terraces wouldn't be lavender anymore?
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The wind brings back memories. Of a similar wind from years ago, laden with the scent of the sea, & the fluttering whispers of a million golden-yellow monarch butterflies, all perched tenderly on the nodes of an old oak #tree. Each node, a leaf, a moment in time, a story.
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That night, she had two dreams. In one, a beautiful angelic faerie narrated to her a story of unimaginable depravity, & in the other, an #ugly demonic creature told a story of unfathomable kindness. She woke up startled, & with both the storytellers right by her bedside.
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(2/2)
...Far east? Have you been to RiverHill? The settlement by the first ever river known to man, & the last ever mountains to sprout from Earth. There, old mixes with new. Magic mixes with the real. Witches and angels live among men. Why..even I'm from that town"
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"I have been #west, to its strangest corners" said the traveler "To the Flaming Mountains of Forever Doom, to the great wide Sea of Ten Thousand Dipped Moons, to the Desert of Falling Stars"

"I see" said the talking tree "But have you been east? ...

(contd..)
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(2/2)
Now, as she wheeled her father around the zoo, his cognizance and memories faded into old age's oblivion, she pointed at an open air exhibit.
A smile on her lips, a tear in her eye, she spoke gently,
"Papa... Giraffe"
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