Once on the foothills of Mt. Killaraus,
lived a lad named Adriel,
lively,simple were his ways,
enjoying the light on sunny days…
Happily he helped anyone,
whoever went by or was in trouble,
Never did he thought about himself,
whether it was sunny or the snowy days!
Years passed on and he lived alone,
no friend he had,neither any foe…
Once it snowed till the height,
where people could n’t walk ,
and there was no life…
everyone left the place hurriedly,
the young man too followed placidly….
homeless,penniless in a town,
he strolled and walked,
with a hope to earn few pounds!
very soon lady luck smiled,
he started working as a bartender at night!
Nighttime at the highway bar was creepy,
criminals,robbers,girls all went dizzy,
his eyes stuck one day on a lovely lass,
who silently followed a big man everyday at the bar…
One glimpse was only what he waited for,
every night his looks searched for her glance,
mutely and silently between the eyes,
the twosome conversed without having a sigh!
One day ,there wasn’t the pretty one anywhere,
he tried to look for her everywhere,
nowhere could she be found,
even though the fat man was always around!
Desperation killed his patience and hope,
he followed the person to get the dope,
all went dark, and he sneaked in..
through the doors where the slimy man had been!
Groping in the dark,in silent steps,
he climbed up the unseen stairs,
some noise he heard from a room beside,
he rushed to the door of that room lit faintly behind…
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One end( Pessimistic) & Another end(Optimistic)
Shocked and aghast,
he carried himself within,
retracing his own steps,
he came back to the inn…
Few shadows intermingled
A gorgeous gown flowed,
Consummating everyone,
With a laughter and roar,
That he night he vowed he would never fall..
For unseen pleasures and unseen thoughts,
For he had been miserably ripped
with the trust he had on an unidentified fille!
Shockingly he found his girl bound in ropes,
with mouth gagged with cloth and blood dripping on floor,
With a thrusting force he darted in,
hitting the oldie with a seamless bin…
As the man fell with a groan,
the two young birds flew out of the door!
Leaving the place and darkness behind…
with no trail of theirs in the given time…
Back into the lap of the warm mountains,
to live a life happily everafter!
Now the young man had a love,
To be on his side and to be his on this. earth!
I love entering your world through your words and pictures. Thank you.
thanks a lot MIllie!
Soumyav Soumyav Soumyav! You are like the wonderful storyteller we used to have in the highlands and islands, in the old celtic tradition! – you control all the strings…when I laugh, when I suddenly feel sad, wonder in amazement or smile, as I read these new stories – so quickly and neatly written…amazing!
thanks a lot! and I was wondering whether anyone could get those two climaxes I wrote differently and differentiatingly?
I think the excercise was fun, and clever – I think it was easy to participate in it – and to choose the way the mood takes ..think yes – and that is quite a word you wrote there….in your question!
Thanks for encouraging everytime !
Was waiting for your comment ,coz that would make it certify what has been the result of this experiment!
brilliant one! the optimist one is preferable, the pessimist one is quite possible.
Thank you for going thru and sharing your view
Always growing in the way you write and present…beautifiully done dear Sister!
Iam obliged Wendell ,you went through thi sone.It is a different kind and it means a lot reading your view!
nice story…
both are possible ends… 🙂
Hmm! different minds different can be the ends!
Aren’ t you a surprise?! Absolutely unexpected and that makes it even more beautiful! As you could imagine I would go for the optimistic one… 😉
Thts what I would go for too sure! but many minds prefer the pessimistic one ,so I just wanted to show the diff how it feels thinking and seeing the both ends.
Wow.. This is amazingly beautiful.. Sucker for optimistic end! 🙂 Loved the way you imagined the two ends- optimistic and pessimistic.. Unique style!
Thank a lot dear! Its always in human mind,whenever we have a thought ,it possibly has two ends and out of fear we go for the pessimistic end,but truly it is the optimistic one we yearn for!
Amazing story….i loved the easy and comfortable flow…and though i usually gravitate towards sad endings….i loved the happy ending in this story better. 🙂
Thts wonderful! showing the gradual change in you Suri! I love this that this poem has taken a step in doing tht!
I say this is a brilliant way to a story telling, in a poem! Wonderful job Soumyav…the message delivered awesomely…I love your style… 🙂
~ a bunch of love
Super G
Thank you very much for going through this and liking it!
Perfect & “Mass Poem” 🙂
Thanks 🙂
🙂
amazing,. very beautiful
Thank you !
“into the lap of warm mountains” a wonderful image…I think mountains are warm too:)
Yes they do add a sense of warmth ,as you feel safe in their lap! 🙂
Looks like I missed it. I’m all for the pessimistic one, though. 🙂
That means you love the dark unpredictable side Manu!