This is my attempt at a twenty word story, in response to “Twenty Words Tuesday”, hosted by Madam Akanksha of “Bulbul’s Bubble”. The word for this week is ‘Feelings‘. His cold-blooded heart never flinched a bit as he slit the throats and stabbed the hearts of people he detested.
Stab me in the back Breathe some new life in me.
Drown me in your memoriesStab me in your heart,Before my absence makes you bleedLet me save you one last time.
I like to hear stories. The real life stories of people. The dreams, the nightmares, the adventures, the miseries, the adrenaline rush, the scary moments, the shocks, the numbness, the happiness, the sadness. A myriad of stories, a myriad of emotions. I like to hear thoughts. The unheard ones. The secret ones. The ones whichContinue reading “Stories And Thoughts”
This is my attempt at a twenty word story, in response to “Twenty Words Tuesday”, hosted by Madam Akanksha of “Bulbul’s Bubble“. The word for this week is ‘Kaleidoscope‘. Even though he had that kaleidoscopic ink in his hand, his writings had turned monochromatic. His colours were lost somewhere. A/N: I apologize if this postContinue reading “Twenty Words Story #6”
For Manic Sylph’s Writing Prompt #81. Join me in this adventure, my loveThe adventure of a lifetime,Beyond the seven seas,Beyond all the land,Under the bright sunshine,Under the magical light of the moon and starsLet us wonder aroundUnzipping the secretsOf unknown landsImagine what we will find,Something enchanting, something mysteriousBut it’s only possibleIf you join me, dearSoContinue reading “Adventure Unknown”
This is my attempt of a six word story, in response to ‘The Saturday Six Word Story Prompt‘ by Shweta of ‘My Random Rumblings‘. The prompt for this week is ‘Success’, and here is my take on it. Hard work comes before lasting success. Chasing success, he never enjoyed life. Success is comparison. Success is power. ThankContinue reading “Six Word Story #20”
Written in response to Three Line Tales, Week 241, hosted by Sonya. Enjoying the good ol’ “streets” of Venice; A spectacular view from top of the white tower, The grey skies adding to the beauty.
I don’t dream anymore. I have no aspirations. Nothing Inspires me now. I walk on a path others want me to walk on. People don’t believe in me enough to make my own decisions; the decisions of my life are out of my hand. I live my life on others’ terms, I will die onContinue reading “Dreamless”
When the time runs out, when I am out of breath, when the skies cry in my honour, when the ocean has what’s left of me, Do not remember me ever again.