We loved each other
to the moon and back but you
left me at the altar
We promised to be
by each other’s side but you
left me at the altar
We had some lovely
times together but you
left me at the altar
What started as joy
turned into depression as you
left me at the altar
Linking to dVerse Challenge MTB: To turn again, about turn again
As the pandemic went on,
her emotions oscillated between hope and depression.
As the pandemic went on,
she was aghast in particular at people’s reluctance to follow key health procedures.
As the pandemic went on,
she felt her life going into a downward spiral.
Linking to Ragtag Daily Prompt: Oscillate, Fandango One Word Challenge: Particular, dVerse Poets: Quadrille, Sunday Writing Prompt: Aghast
The dark secrets of
fear hidden in the inner
recesses of his mind.
The loneliness
had begun to gnaw at him
little by little.
Linking to MTB: Imagism revisited
The ramshackle house
Photo Credit – Shamatura Ilya
The sound of the earth shaking was still vivid in his memory. He only had seconds to react and take his family along with himself out to safety. The 6.5 magnitude temblor at 2:57am had jolted the entire city out from it’s slumber.
The continuous aftershocks in the next few days ensured that almost everyone was forced to sleep under the open sky.
On returning back after a couple of weeks, he burst into tears seeing his once beautiful house.
“I spent my entire life’s earning to build this abode only for it to be destroyed by an act of God!”
Linking to #FridayFotoFiction organized by Tina & Mayuri
Anger
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“Those who get angry are the ones who love you the most.” She had always heard this advice from her loved ones. But there was only so much that she could bear.
The marks on her body and soul were a true reflection of the torture and pain he had inflicted upon her. From failed business deals to fights between friends; from knowing about her numerous guy friends to her frequent refusal for sex, she ended up bearing the brunt of his anger.
What started off as a match made in heaven truly ended as a match made in hell.
I am participating in the A to Z challenge in April and the theme I have chosen is Micro-fiction.
Happiness is the key to success..
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I have always believed that we are responsible for our own feelings. If we are sad, it’s because more often than not, we ourselves tend to think about the unhappy and depressing things in life rather than appreciating the happy moments.
If we are happy and satisfied with our lives, there are more chances for us to succeed and achieve our goals and dreams. A happy mind and soul is a perfect ingredient for success.
Success should be considered as a result of happiness rather than the other way round since the barometer for success changes from time to time.
Linking to Microblog Mondays and #100 words on Saturday
Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – July – My post no 20 for this month.
Flames spreading thick and fast..
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“Maam, you can’t go inside the house. It would be very dangerous for your life.” Though she tried as much as she could, the officers had a tight grip on her hand and all she could do was stand and watch the horrifying scene.
The Johnson’s had just gone over to their friends place nearby for a simple dinner after having put their children – Kate and Hanna to sleep.
It had been just 20 minutes since they had left when they heard a plane crashing into their neighbourhood setting many houses including theirs on fire.
Written for Five Sentence Fiction Prompt: Flames. Read the other entries here.
Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – July – My post no 1 for this month.
Starting Life Afresh..
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“What a horrible 2014 I have had. Everything went downhill from almost day 1.”
If losing her son in an accident was not enough, she also lost her job due to the economic depression. While these setbacks did affect her psychologically, after months of sulking she decided that she had to get up and running to get her career back on track.
And so she decided to start afresh in the new year by starting her job search with renewed vigour and energy.
Written for Five Sentence Fiction’s Prompt: Fresh and read the other entries here.
Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 2 for this month.
Her journey continued endlessly..
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It was January – the beginning of a new year full of hope, fun and surprises for almost everyone around the world.
But for her, the task of finding her missing husband continued endlessly. She put on her favorite jeans gifted by him and set out on the journey to continue her week long search.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – January) – My post no 1 for this month.
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My phone had always been my life which I took along wherever I went. Facebook, Twitter, Whatsapp, Instagram & games of all kinds – I used it for all of this and more.
But since the day I misplaced my phone, my life hasn’t been the same. Neither do I eat properly nor do I get sound sleep at night like before.
Seeing me in depression and despair all day long, you would seriously wonder as if life has been sucked out of my soul.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Linking to NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month – December) – My post no 16 for this month.
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