Sunshine & the lane

Beneath the village sun, the cars stand still,Their occupants away, on errands gone.The houses slumber in the afternoon,Their windows shuttered from the heat’s strong yawn. A gentle breeze stirs through the leafy trees,Whispering tales of far-off lands and sweets.The sunbeams dance upon the dusty ground,Casting long shadows where no feet are found. A solitary figure…

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Cat under mango tree

Beneath the sun’s warm gaze, a mango tree,Adorned with fruit, yet green, not ripe to be.A curious cat, with eyes of emerald gleam,Paces around, drawn by a distant dream. The mango’s skin, a canvas of vibrant hue,Unblemished, firm, yet holding secrets true.The cat’s desire, like flames that fiercely burn,Yearns for the taste, the sweetness it…

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A terrible day of MRT

After a decade past, on Taichung’s line,A day of dread, stars misalign.In MRT’s heart, beneath city’s bustle,An eerie event, set to rustle. A coincidence, strange and untold,In the rail’s depths, secrets unfold.A terrible day, etched in lore,Echoes of a time from before. Konica Minolta Vectis S-100 +  4.5-6.3/25-150 + Kodak Advantix HD 200(expired)

After quarantine, 25th Sept, 2022

Emerging from the shadows, a week confined,A soul unburdened, leaving isolation behind.The hotel doors open, a chapter ends,To the golden horizon, the path extends. Bathed in the glow of the setting sun,A moment of peace, the quarantine done.The world outside, once a distant dream,Now vibrant and real, in the evening’s gleam. Time to have some…

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A pair or alone

Beneath the banyan’s ancient shade,Where sunlight filters, dappled, frayed,Two stray cats nap, in slumber deep,Embracing warmth, their dreams to keep. Their fur, a tapestry of gray,Their bodies curled in perfect play,A symphony of purrs and snores,A friendship nature gently pours. Upon a nearby bench of stone,Another feline lies alone,His eyes half-open, gaze afar,Reflecting life, both…

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Whisper of an orange door

In the hush of another afternoon’s glow,An orange gate stands, a memory’s echo.Once opened wide, now firmly closed,A rural tale, in silence posed. The sun casts shadows, long and lean,On the rustic path, a tranquil scene.The house stands empty, the owner gone,Yet the gate remains, a legacy drawn. It whispers stories of laughter and tears,Of…

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