Pacific Blue in the Azure Universe
He wanted to put in silence the clanking diamonds of snow colliding with each other. At the moment his thoughts were wondering to clamp shut the stampeding tornado and those fog-shored tangerine leaves beneath his feet. His fingers in no seconds briskly struck the vibration mode of his cell on and not to a miss a single moment he buried all his gadgets in the bag; to catch a single murmur of that black-soot eyed girl murmuring in hush tones some words to her friends. His heart was thumping behind his snow-bitten ribcage and his eyes thrashed a little while he observed her as she settled her Bulgarian rose muffler around her chiselled neck and her sly lowering of gaze when burnt orange high beam of a car's light flashed across her almond hue hair. He found in his droop shoulders a sudden chill when her eyes welled up with tears which one usually has after a hard laughter. Earlier he has never seen faces well lit with contentment but never the less she was a miracle on the toxic planet. She was different, a princess far away from the jaded pollution of the world where men shout, yelp on each other and ramble around aimlessly .
He neared her to smell her aura redolent of sweet lavender but in seconds when she felt the shadow of countenance of his unshaven beard, unkempt pale red eyes and unwashed face, she disappeared like rain drops vanish on the mounds of quagmire. She was indeed a character of a fairy-tale which gave him the message that He still was an another undesirable pacific blue in the azure Universe.
Copyrights reserved to Paras Ali/2016.
He wanted to put in silence the clanking diamonds of snow colliding with each other. At the moment his thoughts were wondering to clamp shut the stampeding tornado and those fog-shored tangerine leaves beneath his feet. His fingers in no seconds briskly struck the vibration mode of his cell on and not to a miss a single moment he buried all his gadgets in the bag; to catch a single murmur of that black-soot eyed girl murmuring in hush tones some words to her friends. His heart was thumping behind his snow-bitten ribcage and his eyes thrashed a little while he observed her as she settled her Bulgarian rose muffler around her chiselled neck and her sly lowering of gaze when burnt orange high beam of a car's light flashed across her almond hue hair. He found in his droop shoulders a sudden chill when her eyes welled up with tears which one usually has after a hard laughter. Earlier he has never seen faces well lit with contentment but never the less she was a miracle on the toxic planet. She was different, a princess far away from the jaded pollution of the world where men shout, yelp on each other and ramble around aimlessly .
He neared her to smell her aura redolent of sweet lavender but in seconds when she felt the shadow of countenance of his unshaven beard, unkempt pale red eyes and unwashed face, she disappeared like rain drops vanish on the mounds of quagmire. She was indeed a character of a fairy-tale which gave him the message that He still was an another undesirable pacific blue in the azure Universe.
Copyrights reserved to Paras Ali/2016.
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