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Frost.

He stood there. Naked.
Head down, arms on the chest. And waited.

For those white icicle shards to tear him, as he knew they would.
For aeons, hesitant, he stood.

Mustering up his will.
And he finally turned the knob, anticipating the chill.
And it came, almost as if to kill.

Long, thin, sharp, cold and white, straight for the chest.
And just one single thought dominated his head.

When will the freaking geysers start working?

***

The other solution, which most people have used is to stop bathing.

Comments

Raveena said…
I'm not a big poetry person. I would have preferred a prose post.

But iLike! :)

I like the alternate decision of the masses too... I was a ardent follower of the alternative decision for many short periods of my life.
Sam said…
the 1st line rhymed when i read it, so i made the rest that way too!

And the longest i've gone without a bath must be like 3-4 days only i think!q
Raveena said…
I went a week during exam time in school. I felt the soap might wash away my luck.
oof ya! said…
hahaha good humour
!!!!!!!!!
Disguise said…
OKAY I WATCHED YOUR VIDEO.
DUDE. YOU'RE AWESOME :D Teach me?
:D
HOW ARE YOUUUU? Add me on Facebook or something if you want
Nice! I like it :D
blog.sahil.me said…
HAHAHAHA. When I was reading the beginning, I actually thought there might be a double meaning to the post :P
Sam said…
@ oof ya: Muchos gracias amigos. :P

@ Disguise: Hehe, thanks much. I dun actually know enough to be able to teach anyone. :P

@ TGWOH: Thanks! :)

@ Baja: Great minds dude. ;)
Espèra said…
Hahaah! I like! :D

BTW Sahil, I can't comment on your blog for some reason. I posted twice, and it disappeared both times. :/
blog.sahil.me said…
What? Why? That sucks! Were you signed in to blogger properly? :S
Raveena said…
Ahem.

Just to say I'm still sitting outside your blog.
Sam said…
haha! how's the weather there?
blog.sahil.me said…
This is an interesting conversation =P
Sam said…
@espera: thanks. :P

@raveena: how bout the heat emanating from your computer be your prize? It'll keep warm too.
Sam said…
It carries from the english post. :P you got any suggestions for the situation?
Raveena said…
I sense some sexual undercurrents in your response. Lay off, or I'll sue you for sexual harassment.

And stop asking for help, just be nice and give me my first prize.
blog.sahil.me said…
Oh YEAH, I remember now. I think you have to give her some prize, man.
Raveena said…
Thank you, Sahil!
Sam said…
You both suck.

@Raveena: You've won the first prize in that thingy! CONGRATS. :P :P
Raveena said…
Yes, I know that. Now, where's my prize?!!!!
psychebubbles said…
hah... keep that funny vibe on.. twas Masst! :)
Sam said…
thanks dude. :)

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