Sarcasm: 2

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Some people might know multiple languages but they still have to know how to speak.

-SMD

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So much for nothing

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A billion dreams,

I have dreamt,

A million miles

I have walked,

A thousand paths,

I have trodden,

A  Hundred Days,

I have clocked.

I have reached,

Not one destination

Thought I have been going to places for long

I have not arrived

Yet.

-SMD

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Repost: The demon rhyme 7: Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall

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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,                                                                                                        The twins named in that order,                                                                                                  They both were Pale and sick and psycho,                                                                                    Suffering from personality disorder.

Some said they were possessed by evil spirits,                                                                                Some said they were witches’ seed,                                                                                                  Some conjectured Munchausen syndrome,                                                                            Some said were demon’s breed.

That fateful day they climbed the wall,                                                                                      And made some very tall claims,                                                                                                  They said they would fly from there,                                                                                                To the land of ogres and fair dames

A crowd gathered around the wall,                                                                                                  listening to their tales,                                                                                                                  Some wished them luck, some laughed heartily,                                                                      Others’ faces just turned pale

The king’s soldiers arrived there,                                                                                                    To abort sport and made high pitched wails,                                                                              With all their horses and all their ladders,                                                                                      The wall, they could not scale.

Humpty Dumpty stood on the wall,                                                                                              And pointed to the sky,                                                                                                                    They prayed to their demon lord,                                                                                                    And jumped saying they would fly

The miracle that happened then,                                                                                                Crowd watched with holding breath,                                                                                              Alas! It was for a few moments,                                                                                                      Then they fell to their death.

Humpty Dumpty fell from the wall,                                                                                                    So the wall was torn down then,                                                                                                    They promised before death to come back,                                                                                  But they should not fall down again.

-SMD

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Humpty Dumpty dates back to the early 19th century. At its origins it was a riddle, and the egg was probably the riddle’s answer. The riddle was first published in Gammer Gurton’s Garland in 1810. Before that it was found in a manuscript of Mother Goose’s Melody, 1803. The last line was the only difference between it and the modern version: “Could not set Humpty Dumpty up again”

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Re-post: 2 minutes read:1 I want to fly

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“I want to fly” she told me.

She was a free soul. Always looking for an adventure. On that fateful day she came close to me and whispered those words in my ears. Her voice had that fatal attraction. She could talk the whole night and I could listen to her melodious voice till the dawn of the sun.

I always liked how she always corrected me. Be it my fashion sense or my eating habits. I swear to God I did it very cautiously but she still saw me wiping my hands on the curtains after dinner. She had a sharp eye. She had made me a better man all that I couldn’t be without her.

So I decided to make her wish come true. I had seen her medical history though she never told me and I knew that I had to do everything that was in my power to make her wish come true.

So on that day we decided to go uphill. It was not a very big hill but still a decent one for climbing. It was an adventure hub famous for bungee jumping. We started early in the morning around five o clock and within a short span of time we reached the destination. There were no people on the hill. It was cold morning of January. We decided to take a walk together. Slowly we walked hand in hand. After a while we reached end of hill from which we could see the height we had reached. And it was daunting one. She made herself free my grip and stood at the end of the cliff. I could see sparkle in her eyes.

“Do you want to see me flying”? She questioned.

And I said “Yes”.

And suddenly she was flying. I heard her voice again. It was no screaming. It was a shout of joy. A scream of pleasure. I could not believe it was happening. she really was flying . And then she flew away never to be seen again.

I just stared in the blank with the tears in my eyes.

Many a year has passed.

Though people have their doubts, but what about doubting Thomas.

I swear to God, I did not push her. The guide whose services we did not take had his reasons to lie. Also you can’t prove anything so get over with it.

She wanted to fly and she did.’

 

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Repost: Halloween poem : The Pumpkin ghost

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On how the Jack-O’-Lantern came to be

Jack was a man, who lost his way,

And went in woods, further away,

Sun set so fast, the light was gone

Lazy night came with a gaping yawn.

 

His lantern threw some drizzling light

In which he saw the fateful sight

Fathomed he not, where lay his home

Wise it was not to spend here night

 

He cursed his fate, as he was late

The guests were waiting at the gate

Just let me bring some pumpkins ripe

You wait till then, He told his mate

 

Now he knew not, how to come back

O Lord! Please help for heaven’s sake

Making a cake from pumpkin pulp

Was not going to be a piece of cake

 

There he saw one vast pumpkin field

Big pumpkins hanging from the trees

This is not what the natures yield

Infuriated he upped his shield

 

Then happened what, I cannot tell

There was a sound of hounds of hell

One big pumpkin flew from its place

And over Mr Jack it fell

 

But it was not the only one,

as came others with certain plan

They danced in air, swirling round and round

Driving that gullible man insane

 

His Lantern slipped, Sparked a fire

Which then caught hold of his attire

He ran wild in the pumpkin field

Which led to consequences dire

 

The cold night gave way for the heat

Field then burned with the pumpkin sweet,

but only pumpkins were not on fire

Jack too was turning to be the meat

 

Jack shouted in his strongest voice

Which I believe was not suffice

He fell over and demons laughed

And with his life he paid the price

 

But that was not the only plan

Once dead, Jack rose from the down

His soul now under demon’s sway

He raised his burning eyes to town

 

Night fell over with freezing frost

Jack who was loved once, more than most

Went to the woods as lovely host

And came to town as pumpkin ghost.

-SMD

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