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” I’ll be late for dinner tonight”, he said as he closed the bedroom door behind him.
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Stone grey clouds hung from the sky,
the look of a vindictive angel.
Embraced me in pensive sulks!
Its edges torn, an ice cold pace;
of what I learn the bygone’s in disarray.
It swells and bursts into pit-a-pat notes:
Creating a magnificent poetry of its own,
Tickling the grass and caressing the earth,
Painting serenity over the graphite sky,
Enabling life to the widowed and wild blue yonder.
The chaotic drops danced around,
Sprinkling beauty to what it found,
A crystal clear mise-en-scène;
Which was once a note,now a song.
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“Arrrrghhhh!! Captain Yellowpants, here I come.”, cried Ayush with his plastic sword in hand and pounced on his big brother.
“Yo ho ho! Matey, bring it on!”, exclaimed the older one and grabbed his little brother by the waist as they chuckled in the back seat of the car.
The lady on the front seat seemed lost in some abstract thoughts. As the car waited in the ferry line, her husband consolated,” Don’t worry, Ayush will be happy there.Its the best boarding school in town.”
Ayush recalled a line from his Civics book, “Happiness is where family is”.
A flash fiction based on the featured image.This is an entry in the #fridayfictioneers #photoprompt challenge by Rochell Wisoff. This week’s photo is contributed by Ted strutz. Check out the other entries here. Gratitude, Rochelle.. 🙂
Here’s my contribution to this week’s #writephoto challenge.Hoping to touch souls.Thank you Sue for the challenge and to the photo prompt contributor as well.Click here to read other contributions. Enjoy!
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel
There’s a light they say,
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel?
I stare in dismay.
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel!
I fear the unknown.
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel,
Hope anchors the soul!
The light at the end of this path,
Castaway the disguise,
There’s the light right at the end,
Invent and recognize!
There’s a light at the end my friend,
The wars will subside.
The light at the end you see:
An amicable world to survive.
There’s a light right there,
The evils shall perish,
A light at the end,
Victory will be ours to cherish!
So there’s a light at the end my dear,
Rise in valour!
Strive till the end,
Break the tunnel through!
But as I stand at the end of the tunnel,
I see no spark or glint,
Cause the light is eclipsed under the facade lies,
The light had always been within.
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Have you heard of Event Horizon? You must have I am sure. The point of no return I mean.
Ever wondered what the key to cracking a jigsaw puzzle is? Its getting the right piece at the right time. Life is like a jigsaw puzzle. As we proceed , we find ourselves building up a beautiful picture. For some it doesn’t click cause we fail to get the right piece at the right time.
Its 3.46 AM on the clock. My late night playlist is on shuffle. And me staring blank outside the window. The night sky slowly turns crimson red. Every night i watch the stars disappear slowly into the beaming sun rays. I observe the nights turn into days. I observe the light win over darkness.