Showing posts with label BABIS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BABIS. Show all posts

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Crazy Picture Fictions chapter 4

by Frank O
Awhile ago we left our adventurer Aaaron and Fher taking a detour in a restaurant...to avoid a suspicious stranger that had been following them. They seems to have forgotten their course as the liquor overshadow them...they filled their belly with drinks....
by Aree M. Salvador-Marin
   Their belly grew bigger as they drink (Oh can't find a better representation than this one. LOL) and turning Disillusioned (Jessica Brant) as the spirit engulf them... 

Yes, I am  a tippler,always making merry,
Who drinks the liqueur distilled in the Nature's brewery,
Where the bees and butterflies bring in the honey
Collected from the roses,foxgloves and peony.

Which is then brewed in the morning dew
Sent by Diana from her heavenly blue,
And some stardust is also added to it
To make the concoction more intoxicating.
Seraphs then gather around to propose the toast,
"Cheers,girl, you are our dear sibling!"

Getting drunk and giddy, I lean on the sun,
Who becomes moon-cold to join in the fun!
        (A Tippler by Portia Burton)

   Oblivious from the sets of eyes hiding in the shadows. Waiting for his moment, watching motionless...anticipating for the moment our two adventurers making any lapses as they drink...
This is the cue...The mysterious stranger suddenly move towards their table...he was holding something that shimmers and metallic, he took it from his side as he slowly made some careful steps...he realized the two were already drowsy so he stood right next to them, moving his head from side to side scanning the place for any soul that might still be around. He found none...
   This made him decide to put the metallic thing right in front of them, then he cleared his mouth and said "Ah Sirs, we are closing..." So he's the attendant after all and the metal that shimmers was the bill platter "Here's your bill." he pull the papers...and show you this...


by Jess Hubahib Najarros

      Ah...who's that? Aaron asked...the waiter was confused, then he looked at the bill. "Err...sorry sir wrong paper." he said scratching his head and finally handed the receipt.

   Our adventurer now took the streets still a bit tipsy but move forward to see Mari Sterling Wilbur...it was already dark and the road were bustling...

  We embarked fearlessly
On a road, you and I
A promise, love and hope
Our only guiding light, 
(The Road by Rimly Bezbaruah)


   "Are you sure we can get there with only those as our guide?" Fher asked Aaron Offord.
   Aaron paused. Maybe they have taken the whole adventure in an impulse. A promise? Love? Hope? Are those enough to solve the mysteries of  Melissa's disappearance. Then they look at the sky above...
by Jerly Thinkingspace

    "Let us ask for their guidance." In union both of them whispered. This gave them new courage to go on with this adventure. In fact they have come to chapter 4 (Thanks to Tagged ArtLover Group members who kept posting their works) and it is just proper not to let down those following this blog who is anticipating it's sequels.  
   The following day  the drama continues...
  The sun is already loosing its glow...and the moon taking its place...when they reach Mari's place...
by Andrea V. Lisi
   Instantly their attention was caught by this amazing place...noticing wonderful collections of rare flowers...
by TianBian Ham


by Carole Chichi
   And some butterflies too...
by Babis Kiliaris
   Seems being pulled by a strong current  they walk inside drawn by the tantalizing landscape of Mari's Garden...
  Then they heard loud barking and its rushing towards their direction fast and before they could move a large dog came charging their way...
by MaryPoet Rios
      Snarling and in rage the beast or Mari's guard dog charges the intruder...our adventurers panic...


   TO BE CONTINUED...

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

BABIS KILIARIS' BALLPEN ARTS




Thursday, June 2, 2011

Survivor by Alpana (Artwork by Babis)


SURVIVOR
Alpana Jaiswal

There is a reflection of pain in her eyes, as she fights back tears
Trying to figure out why she has put up with it all of these years

Innocence is no longer there
Just taken away
Struggling to deal with it, thinking to be free someday
Tries to tell someone but no one believes her cries 
Just another young girl getting some attention through lies


Sitting alone under the night sky so black
Nobody knows what she's holding back
Looking up at the stars so high
Sometimes she wishes she could melt into the sky


Out of her eye drops a single tear
As she realizes she has to face her worst fear
Hidden from view her silent tears flow freely

This horrible pain has gone on far too long
She tries to forget as she hums her own little song
She blocks out the sound with hands on her ears 
She closes her eyes and tries to forget her fears
The screams are getting louder and louder
Soon it will be time and she can stand it no longer

He holds her close
His voice so soft
His tempting, careful praise
Promises, promptings, guidance
So He could have his ways
Ignoring her naivety
Blind to her trusting eyes
Devouring her
Leaving wounds which no one can see

Filled with confusion
Torment and undeserved shame
Her child hood stolen

Why does she feel ashamed?

Where does this stop
What kind of a world 
What kind of place
She can't control what happened to her

The Pain 
The Hurt
The Anger
Will it all leave her one day…..


Copyright@Motifs2011
Co-Written by Jessica Brant

Read more from Alpana Jaiswal HERE
See more of Babis Kiliaris HERE
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