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The Kingdom of El Nino

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The Moon: The Kingdom of El Ninos

Via maniadb.com

In a land far away, seriously so far away you need four days and a determined spirit for such journey. Anyways back to the story. In a land so far away, lives a kingdom of the moon. (Why are you laughing in mockery, stick with me). To enter the Kingdom of El Niño you need a special passage through the silver moon which happens every 100,000 years. It is one of the features which also acted as a security for the people of El Niño. The people of El Niño lived long many to 100 years. All Ninos lived in peace with each other, of course there were the normal disagreements but they were all settled in a short period. However, anyone entering through the silver moon picks up a vibrations which makes them disruptive and malicious as soon as their feet touch El Niño soil. Thus Ninos are happy that the passage to their kingdom came once every 100, 000 years and no one left El Ninos not only because there was no way out but because no one wanted to leave.

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Lost In Translation

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Writing

I think you are the hardest prompt I ever attempted

but yet many will definitely consider you as the easiest.

I usually have you all polished roughly by Monday

but now my page still lay bare without you.

I read another’s entry,  moved to tears and

guilt because of what I have inside.

I  wrote a post,  raw, I password protected it

but even then my heart cried more,

so I deleted the post.

I did not want to write another but at the same time

I needed to write another.

Cogged by circumstances which I allowed to make me

ungratefully unthankful.

I sometimes detested the breath of life

so could you imagine my face at the mere mention of thanksgiving?

I am a lost cause, an art never flourishing yet decaying.

I am ungratefully unthankful, not as a boast

but a flame seconds away from losing a weak flame.


Week 7 of Prompt Storm

Life’s Journey

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Day 2 of Poetry class with a Limerick alliteration about a journey. This form made me clap my hands trying to find a meter rhythm, it was crazy fun. So here is my attempt:

Moving mountains mounting like a fort,

dancing, daring dragon drop my thoughts.

Stagnant waters open,

usher the broken,

pieces float willingly into court.