YOU DON’T TAME A PISCEAN

Sitting at the turf of my precipice,
I see grievance in the faces of eels, and I try to eat them raw, as if they are waxen desserts.
We moved out from our kitchen, an hour ago.
Ah, the correction:
She kicked us out, from where all the spice and smile cooked.
I’m slowly forgetting the taste of her cinnamon kisses,
but I don’t blame her,
I always exhibited the opposite attributes of a maverick, twirling on the vortex, appeared in her eyes, that she created at the snap of her fingers and I loved to be drawn in them with her nimble expressions and cadence in the whistle.
She enjoyed being in command, leaving her initials on my hips, getting me clasped on the vise that I could never dare to ask: why she needed in the kitchen?
For I was afraid
I might goad her to hew something out of me.
Anyways,
I strongly believed that one day I will get us out from this bedlam, and all the torture that I’m going through will enact a pivotal role in our redemption.

With the passing time,
I became the reception for all the things she wanted to throw when she got really mad because of the noise pollution created by humans, and this madness kept increasing day by day, for she was not accustomed to be around them.
I was the only human she loved.
We even had blast making out in the bathtub.
She liked being in the water; me too but with her.
Then her desire to be submerged kept increasing, and one day she hit me with something, that I can assume was made of chromium by feeling the hole it created at the back of my head,
and spoke for the first time
Pointing at bathtub:

“p-l-eth-o-ra!”

My heart sank in sadness when I realized
I couldn’t keep this mermaid anymore.


I used two wordle prompts (#28 and #30) to create this. The 20 words are: Cadence, Maverick, Nimble, Turf, Initials, Waxen, Eel, Vise, Goad, Hew, Pivotal, Mermaid, Bedlam, Blast, Chromium, Plethora, Cinnamon, Vortex, Kitchen and Reception.

Photo Credit: xwaxwingx.deviantart.com
Photo Credit: xwaxwingx.deviantart.com

18 Comments Add yours

  1. I love that you refer to the raw eels as “waxen desserts” that is inspired! I am seriously impressed that you managed to incorporate 20 words! Very tumultuous love affair, mermaids are hard to handle!

    1. I was excited to use 20 words though wasn’t sure if I can create something worth reading. But then the story kept unfolding itself. Thank you, your feedback always means a ton. PS I visualised a piscean woman in the story. 🙂

    2. Well you created something wonderful! I have never attempted 20 words that would be a challenge! You’ve created quite a character here!

    3. It feels good to hear it from you. I’m sure you can do wonders with 20 words as well. 🙂

  2. This line is awesome- I see my grievance in the faces of the eels and I try to eat them raw as if they are waxen desserts.

    1. I was little confused to use waxen dessert in the beginning, I’m happy to know it made sense and you enjoyed. Thank you! 🙂

  3. Chatty Owl says:

    Wow! Thats impressive!

    1. It is tough to impress someone like you. Quite an achievement for me. 🙂

    2. Chatty Owl says:

      Its not that difficult to impress me. Not for someone like you.

    3. Shh.. you gotta keep, some of your cards, hidden 😉

  4. Bastet says:

    Very impressive indeed … you did a fantastic job with the words and the poem is epic!

    1. Oh thank you so much. You know it means so much!

    2. Bastet says:

      My pleasure Neeraj!

  5. Sonya Kassam says:

    I loved the flow really beautiful.

    1. That sends me the happy vibes. Thank you!

  6. Hey Neeraj!! I too love astrology specially sun signs…:) But you haven’t written anything about Cancerians?? If its there i would love to hear some from you…(FYI : i am a cancer…:-p)

    1. Just the two posts (Pisces and Scorpio), I’m hoping to cover all the signs including Cancer. 🙂

    2. Thanks…waiting for it eagerly…:-D

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