I came to a desert.....
The sun was scorching bright
I came across him.....the man of substance
And I.....I stared at him....
He showed me his sword.......the sword of honour
His eyes shone with victory and pride.....
His arms showed the strength of an experienced warrior
And I.....Istared at him.....
He showed his skills......the skills he learned from his victories
and defeats.....
He told me how weak I am....
He told me how inexperienced I am....
He told me I know nothing of the desert....
He told me how insane I am....
And I.....I stared at him....
He told me I have got no skills....
He told me I have got no technique....
He told me I am still a kid....
He told me he knows more than me.....
He told me everything through his silence.......his eyes......his soul....
And I....... I still stared at him.....
Then suddenly......he dropped his sword....
Then suddenly......he knelt down.....
He covered his face with his hands......
And the burning sand welcomed those few drops of saltish water....
I moved towards him.......knelt down.....
Touched his face.......lifted it up......and wiped his tears
He stared at me.......
And I...... I smiled
I defeated him...........
2 comments:
I saw it and stared at it.
I read it and could not understand a bit, but I stared at it.
It went on and on and I stared at it.
I tried to figure out if lilac made any sense or copy pasted it, yet in my desperation I stared at it.
It finished without making any sense who/ how and when defeated who, I still stare at it.
But now I know it won't make any sense no matter how much I stare at it my mouth open wide.
ofcourse you cant understand it.....these are insane feelings....and you are probably a sane one :)
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