freewriting

from within... emotions in a state of turbulence.
aN energy is trying to escape, from the confined space.
yet it is entrapped within..

not knowing that the invisible barrier that stands between itself and freedom is mere imagination, mere production of something called "belief".

the kind of belief that is instilled subconsciously.
always dreading for the worst, it started to learn of losing hope.
never trying to look beyond to see what it may be able to reach, it is bounded.
never taught of how to see everything from other perspective, it enclosed itself in the small sphere it knew so well.

never being introduced to the greater part of life, it thought what it knew and saw and heard and felt is real, and is the only truth.

should it be worry? worry for knowing only a small part of life, which it is introduced to, within the sphere it knew so well?

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::...:: explosion ::...:: (Fiction)

something landed or rather, something crashed onto the surface.
eye blinding light... shone upon the remnants of numbness.from afar came the ear deafening explosion..
emitting rounds and rounds of heat waves.
everything had been so quiet and untouched..
everything had been... peaceful.
up till this explosive new encounter.
the explosion acted as a catalyse, making rapid changes to the environment.
anticipating.. something new to come.
something, unseen before..
something.. pure... purer than anything lying in this numbness.
this explosion brought about a new light... a new ray of hope.
something is going to happen and it is for sure that something is full of excitement and thrill.
anticipating...
anticipating...
for more to come.

Fiction: Blurry Images

blurry images flashes by

whispers and more voices are closing in..

closing in onto whatever is in the center of attention.

in the center of attention? of who?

who is that alone in the circle?

who is...?

"who" are these people?

what is their purpose?

why are they here?

what are they whispering?

are they all here?

or there are more company to come?

"they" are pressuring in...

the tension is mounting in the air..

closing in, suffocating.

"BREATHE!!"

someone or something yelled from afar.

"OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE US!"

came another voice.

"Don't be afraid. We are here with you"

...

"who are you?"

the one in the center found his voice at last.

...

...

...

open up all senses.

every cells are staying wide awake to take in the surroundings..

sensing in every direction...

trying to grab hold of the blurry images of... whatever they are.

WAIT.

the sounds are fading.. away... and behind...

"Don't go..."

grasping wildly around...

there is nothing but air..

thin air.

cold air.

freezingly cold.

it was warmer when the blurry images and voices were around.

it was warmer...

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Trip - fictional writing

the scent,

the freshness of the scent..

filling my lungs whole...

steering to the right,

rushing ahead..

no stopping.

everything i ever dream of is just a distance away

within reach..

accelerating. i have to be there on time.

i have to...

(changing of scene)

crowd...

i am in the middle of a crowd..

i am unnoticed.

people walk through me..

am i dead?

looking up...

the sky is bright.. and the sun shines as it always is.

looking down...

i had a sharp intake of breath.

there is no ground.

the crowd is gone.

as i notice this, i fall...

falling...

and falling...

i feel weightless.

or maybe i am weightless.

where will i land?

or rather, will i ever land?

where am i?

images rushing before my eyes.

tears break its barrier..

if this is my fate..

i am ready.

i am...

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(changing of scene)

i cannot move...

i cannot open my eyes.

i am trying my best to...

but in vain.

someone is calling me..

or is it the wind?

the scent of grass...

am i landed now?

am i safe?

or am i...

"NO!!!

I WANT TO WAKE UP!!"

i am yelling in my head...

"I WANT TO WAKE UP!!"

i realised... i am not ready just as thought i am.

wait, i couldn't