Planet of Oceans

Thunder rolled all over the skies again and again, the wind blew furiously, it was summer but black clouds made the noon into the evening, rain drops were fat and pinched like needles, the rain was continuous, the water level increased a lot, while city looked like submersed inside water, Prime minister of India stood over the top floor of the building of PMO with the defense minister and army heads, wearing a raincoat, looked tense.

‘What’s the news, could you be able to connect with USA’s president,’ he asked.

‘Nope, don’t know the situation of America,’ gasped the defense minister. ‘Might be both America continentals sank in the ocean too.’

   Before two weeks an Asteroid, bigger than the size of Australia was coming towards earth at an enormous speed. Many scientists thought it was an unknown comet. Till the time Scientists could calculate the danger it was too late. It hit the atmosphere and turned into the fire as expected but it was not an ordinary asteroid. Its surface was solid but its inner core was made of ice, the surface burned after minutes and Ice converted to water and vapor, the collision site was the Indian Ocean, 11.7 earthquakes made Soil liquefaction, tsunami followed by the earthquake, clouds burst everywhere, the heavy rains continued, sea level would rise about 140 meters (460 feet), According to last information more than half of the population die within few hours. The ocean covered almost all the cities, and land shrink significantly.

‘Aircraft carrier is ready,’ said the army chief. ‘Within a few minutes this building will sink, we have to leave.’

‘How many Aircraft carriers do we still have?’ asked the prime minister.

‘Just three,’ replied the army chief gloomily.

‘How many people we saved?’ asked the prime minister, while going toward a fighter jet landing over the roof.

‘Just little over hundred thousand,’ said Home Minister, tears fell down from his eyes, mixed with rain. ‘I can’t even save my own daughter and wife.’

‘Neither have I save my wife,’ said a commando who opened the door of the fighter jet for the Prime minister. Without saying anything Prime-minister entered inside the fighter jet, the fighter jet rose above, Prime minister found muddy water everywhere, there was no sign of building or land, they flew up to an hour, then finally landed over an aircraft carrier, on lighting and rain he could see few aircraft carriers of different countries.       

     Now the earth is completely submerged inside Oceans, some called it now the planet of Oceans.

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Who are in love . . .

Love is painful

Terrible, horrible, scary

For those

Whose get failure in love

Love is waste if time

Injurious and dangerous

Whose don’t get the love.

Love is a slow poison

Whose marry their love

Don’t believe me

Ask them who are in love.

Blackeyes poetry and short story contests

Our two future events, selected poems and stories will get chance to publish with us in our our magazines “The Exceptional and Sixth Universe.”
We are happy to announce that this time we are going to publish in both e-book & Paperback..

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First Love of a Girl

He stands always outside the college,

only got a glimpse on mine,

without exchange a word followed behind me,

My friends told that he loved me,

But why he couldn’t even try to talk with me?

Six months passed still I didn’t even know his name,

But inside my heart

his innocence created some space,

without my knowledge!

He always wore a red colour shirt,

formal and properly ironed,

combed his hair with oil and gel

like he had interview which he must be attend.

One rainy day,

I was going to college,

in way I found him stood under a tree and waited.

To give him a chance,

 I stopped myself.

I was nervous,

still went and stood his beside under the tree

hoping and praying to God to give him courage.

 His hands were quivered,

In cold or because of nervousness

I don’t know,

still he managed to say ‘hi’.

I couldn’t believe my ear

but I said ‘hi’ in return.

“I am Samar’ he said

after just formal introduction

he asked me my phone number.

I thought a while

but gave my phone number in a paper.

I waited for three days,

he didn’t phone me back,

not even come to college.

I was felt humiliated,

Was it just a game for him

to get my attention?

was he ever love me?

Or something bad happening with him.

I sobbed, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat

Might be I made a mistake

I mustn’t be fall in love with that random guy.

Next day, suddenly,

Samir entered inside the class

Looked at me with a big smile

Wearing a white dress,

looking handsome like always,

Smile brought in my face,

But I heard my best friend’s yelling

Samir disappeared like a smoke

I understood in was just my imagination.

‘Class is suspended,’ my friend told. ‘Let’s go home.’

‘Why?’

‘Because . . . Samir,

the boy who had a huge crush over you

died in a road accident.’

I was shocked

tear fell down from my eyes,

I wanted to see him for the last time,

So, I asked Samir’s address,

rode in bicycle, used my whole strength

but till I reached his body was brunt

  I couldn’t even see him for last time,

With him I panned my whole future…

I was broken down for some months,

It was taken much more time to recovered.

yes…

it was my first love

my Samar …

and he has taken a special place in my heart

ever and ever…

Friends

Friends,
deeper relation than blood
with whom you feel happy
and don’t scare to be judged.

Friends, with whom you laugh
without caring about world
don’t scare to share your dark secret
and don’t hesitate to call them
at any moment.


Friends
who criticize you most
but if other did
They jump to your support


Friends
those idiots always forget your birthday
if there is some work
they gives hundreds of excuses
but when you are in trouble
they stand beside your always.


Friends, without whom
you story can’t be written,
when you become successful
may be no one take their name
but you only know

You are successful because of them.

Expection of a man

Oh gorgeous,
bath me in your shower of love,
be Shy but coparate me
while we are making love,
become my best friend,
Please listen to me,
although sometimes you feel I am wrong,
Share your thoughts,
While I am taking some risk,
stand my beside,
and help me to become a winner,
be mother of my kids,
and grow my family bigger,
try everything to win hearts of my parents,
Instade of daughter-in-law be their daughter,
Let’s make our home beautiful and better,
and hold me hand forever.

A dying love story

love story between us was beautiful

but now we can’t take even breath,

we are sinking inside this mud of love,

and going to die.

before realizing our fight turned ugly

days starts with yelling

shouting and screaming

become part of our daily life,

damn it!

we are pathetic.

we’re never missed a chance,

to down each other,

we now loved our ex,

giving example of them,

like how they were better,

and hate each other.

passion became poison,

love became hate,

where we lost ourselves,

and what we’ll get.

let be friends again,

and end this love game,

otherwise we’ll turn as enemy,

and who knows

we destroy ourselves,

in the name of revenge.

Book review-The Richest Man in Babylon

If you want to rich, you must have to read it.

1-Save 1/10 of your earning
2-used it wisely
3-control your expenditure.
The richest man in Babylon by
George S. Clason gives you such simple advice but in an beautiful manner. It’s teach you how to grow your money and how to spend. it instead focuses on the habits one must cultivate in order to have more control over your finances. The only complain about the book is excessive use of ‘Thy’, ‘Thyself’. Otherwise this book is a great book for youngster who wants to be rich.

My rating is 🌟 🌟 🌟🌟 🌟

The Richest Man in Babylon https://www.amazon.in/dp/9388144317/ref=cm_sw_r_sms_apa_i_I3ABEb2JV7DG4

It’s just a struggle phase

So what if I don’t get success yet,

It’s just a struggling phage,

Which will be over within a few days,

Those days I’m taking time to get a perfect shape,

Polishing is going on every stage,

This Raw diamond will very soon get it’s look,

and becoming precious one day.