Sidelines of Ecstasies

Infinite catalyst of earth's high-flown southern province ( now because of the valid proximity, of course you know the name :) ) & some other things (that obviously can just be felt rather than being written about) were lying ahead of him..... in the very deary eyes that he would've ever seen and the improbable gestures that he received from her as the tokens of mildly pasteurized love.. The innocence of destruction, with soft promises.... like the ones which he witnessed the last time when he barely knew the definition of simple love or of the world that wasn't adequate enough for mere fiscal things..... And now........ the clasped things were there, unsparingly ahead those lustrous eyeballs that....., in their own virtues had vouch for a thousand centuries.,. "A memoir of the incidental past he used to carry then....a shattered chain of old silver springs.,. escorting some unknown chatters in the street outside...(which often,still reminded of their

so on the counts.......all of you are living up on a  aggregated gases along with the vacuum and then.......are told that there are a billion other such galaxies out there too....again with billions of other planets,stars and constellations.....oh i forgot that there are other organisms too......leave the million other species on your own planet.....and wait.....your whole problem is in toxic relationships....that you chose yourself.....to work for some other people or say government or corporations just to get access to another your fellow's made entity called money......and there you get to know the real rank of yours comparing yourself on the criterion of education ( is it education though ? ) , then on some stuffs like clothes....homes.....some idiotic accessories .......and wait.....the list has not even started for your dreams.... ( inception of whose was always in the things which you saw on internet,.in your peers smiles., on the television ) , then you think....is it bad

like.....I told ya....,that she's still that beautiful...... More than words..... More than beauty.... Just like him :) here's another one from the vault...: a natural symphony .......is how he addressed it to her.....while she was just about to sleep....the night prior to the yesternight....somehow....the heiress (only) of frosted mountains....sleeps a lil too early now a days.....they say <he does..,de facto>........."one must be prepared with swords and knives of all sorts......the expeditions don't leave anything spare...." so they talked a bit more.....(of everything)..., # MIRROR OF THE UNKNOWN CASCADE # ---Dafuq does he gets to know about his own questions?? -^Who? ---You. +-+ -^His own said reflection is there.... Who asks him diametric questions for the unsolved ones...... ---Just like a puzzle for another puzzle?? -^!!! Aye ---so found that mirror?? -^never had that deftness to ask the mirror itself if it was mine :) ----They must be

a thing or two passed by..,..yes...along the (those i must say ;) ) jabberings..., ... and like it was said...in her realm ...from the forefathers of obscure chastity." "" thy have a feast....under the blue umbrella....    sometimes in the darkest hours...    with a defined longingness to yearn for...    a new deja~vu of their dreams...    just for {the one's} hunt....        wassails like these never end ....     fool's paradise this is for some.,    perks of melodies for some...     reasons are unreasonable at times..    & of course....almost everytime...    a tiramisu is there....kept aside for him....     for they believe in the legends they have been talking about..    canvas is ready ....always like it has been...always it be thus!    salvations need not end in mesmerising things....but they do...   rains need not end to please all...but they do....   feasts need not end in halluccinations...but they do.., and like this ..same.., i

Wasn't sacred completion...... So she read again...., ### FOR THEY RAIN UPON THE BLINDING DUST... OVERLYING HEARTS..., TRUE BODIES... AND UNFELT SOULS.... so BEtter BE A BIT MORE GENTLE....**### More than what those five senses can decode, along the mystical musical themes of nature.... ((It's a speck btw)),. perceiving now was easy... with that own...Unique vibrational signature..,& those other realms,just happen to be elevated.... { that light was knowledge}}.., her answers were absolute... And complete till now..., " there's a new world out there.... Where the aura is more than this bio-field " ...a new realm.... Ahead of the skies... Lights that once drenched her...with the rain... Far away from those physicalities... A new born she was....once again....:) Then.... #archiocortex still on the senses.... This time with him... Moralities fade out from then.... #straightOutta it is now., as far as she saw... This was the fruition.... "".,

there again goes the spiel for the unprecedented part.... :) like the unrivaled haze of the ever going titillation .. oblivious of every anguished oracle... soon came the day where accord was re-written..... somehow .....far this time...... much farther than those devious perimeters of the mind,. delusion were still ahead.....just for the very existence of theirs... ambushed along the whole game .... (( The Game Of The End.....remember ?? !!! ))  {{   http://xvarroanx.tumblr.com/post/110544387253/the-game-of-end    }} for this time its not conquest.....:)  <<as expectedly unexpected ;) >> walk over the multitudes......dive in deserts... like the curbs of their gettin' bleary... once again along the lines...... perennial this time .......though.... sounds of snicker....surpassing the moment..... striking the only prowess of her minute reck dipping the inescapable dream of the only significant beloved... till the only resting illusion was forese