He gifted her an expensive diary to pendown emotions but gave nothing pleasant to write about.
Showing posts with label Flash Fiction. Show all posts
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Late (flash fiction)
He held a rose and knelt before her - for the first time. She couldn't but see from inside her tomb.
Limit of freedom
So to say the water is independent for it can take any shape . But the truth is it mostly take the shape of what holds it. So its freedom is limited. Nor can it flow upwards.
Comeback time
When i decided that enough was enough, you tried to sush me with verbal torture.
I was silent not because i was scared. I was watching the fear engulfing in your eyes.
Bitter truth
1. Celebration
Threw a party to celebrate. Forgot to invite joy.
The shoulder
Always around but disappears when looked for.
Threw a party to celebrate. Forgot to invite joy.
The shoulder
Always around but disappears when looked for.
To hear and to be heard
Celebrating the first anniversary of my need and constant nagging to visit an ENT specialist. Starting to wonder if it's me or my husband who has a problem with the ear.
Paranoia
Waiting for the winding time to dissolve into tender waves of dreams, tired body begging the eyes to just shut the window to void as the mind longs to escape from the tangled web of imagination.
The beckoning of unfulfilled wishes and the awareness of hopelessness settling down to the bottom of the dynamic thoughts.
The soul begs for help as the scream from the heart is hushed by the silence that surrounds.
Wind
Wind wanted to have some fun.
He started chasing the sun.
A day later, he was where he had begun.
Farmer
The farmer hung himself and passed down his 12 year old all his belongings - debts and bills to pay.
Paper
Victim of the act, live the rest of my life with what was done to me.
Yet the world praise the pen for the scars it made on me - paper
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