No action, no motion, no dialogue, no gesture, no jingle, no twinkle. All quiet! Glittering sky gloomed with pitch-black clouds. Pupils lost life and forgot to stare. Leafs stiffened and forgot to wave with windy blow. Blue whales got stuck in frozen sea. Humors lost life to maneuver lips and move the heart. What's wrong? Too dissatisfied with past or possibilities? Too much moved with something to be dumbfounded? Or quiet on bow to toss the foe kept all on toe?
Nothing is known. Grandeur of recent celebration failed to adorn sensation. Are all on Board and taking motion to face resurrection? What a Horror! Oh, no!
Let's SMILE.
heheheee
ReplyDeletewho wrote this epilogue?
has spoken my mind in essence.
well written.
keep writing; writing is the window of heart where people can peep into and see what is happening there.