Short story

Lost

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“I lost, Again”

I uttered these words to my reflection.

“Yeah,Right”, it said back.

And it was all it took for the flashbacks to start.

Maybe it was just me getting up on the wrong side of the bed, tomorrow will be okay.

But who the hell was I kidding.

Both of us knew, that tonight was going  be a long night and I would be hung over tomorrow morning.

And then it started, the flashbacks stabbing invisible knives which bleed invisible guilt.

It was then I realized that I have become totally empty from within.

I realized these nightly battles with my demons have robbed me even of my pain and now I feel

NOTHING.

For equality to survive, if some succeed, others have to fail and somehow Fate always puts me in the later.

So tonight I will just attain new heights of getting low and get hung over on my failures.

 

-Sorry,yet again.

The Dream

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So you see, I would absolutely love to be with you,but if the day dawns and you decide not to , don’t trouble yourself. You see I have the dream of you and me together. Sitting on a park bench watching the sunset- My dream has the fragrance of the dried autumn leaves mixed with your cologne, the sound of rustling leaves and distant laughter of children in the park,  the feel of your palms against mine and silence. I no longer remember your voice, you see…but silence works just fine ’cause we don’t need words.

A Short Story

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The evening sun was still setting, painting everything in a melancholy light.

She moved to the portio to get the last vestiges of the sunlight ’cause after this there was a long night ahead.

She was sitting on the rocking chair and her cell phone rang. A familiar number. She said,”Hello?”

And they went back through the tunnels of time back to days when there were long walks with the sun setting on the background, children’s laughter from the parks and the sparkle in his eyes on seeing her smile. There weren’t much talking but then who needed words when actions were there to show your feelings.

Suddenly her phone vibrated again, “There?”

Seems calls and meetings are history, words are all that’s left and LOL is the only laughter left.

Don’t hold me back

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Every time I decide to end it

I find your name flashing over

My phone’s screen.

Every time I decide that

Enough is enough,

A notification blinks bearing your name.

Every time I turn around

Never to look back again,

You hold my hand and

make me stay.

 

Why do I have to stay

When you leave.

 

Tonight I am making a decision

To say goodbye

To secrets and stolen kisses

To warm breakfasts and hand holding

To sunshine and puppies

To us , that will never be.

 

Don’t hold me back, again.

 

 

~S

 

Dearest N,

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Dearest N,

How are you?

It’s strange ,right, that I am writing a letter to you…but sometimes cliches is just what we need . At some point in our lives,we meet some people we never thought we would meet, never thought we would need, never thought we would miss…

But we do, don’t we? You were one such person…remember our ONLY coffee date?of course it wasn’t a date for you,it was a breather ,right? But I can call it a date because it was a first for me.

The purpose of this letter is to thank you for my little infinity within the three weeks..Not all infinities are infinite…But that’s where time comes in; time makes them eternal; captured as memories; out little infinity.

All those times you tried making plans for my weekend but I denied because they didn’t include you…Today I will let you in secret, you raised the bar a bit too high by that perfect coffee date…sometimes I feel that is is good we never had a second one, or it would mar the memory of the first one!

So I write to you , in name of our little infinity; those small packets which are never with us but are ours to keep; may you get all the happiness in life. you weren’t someone I needed ,but your cameo in my life made it a thousand times more beautiful.

Love,

S

 

 

 

 

Summer Tales

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Dark clouds
Brilliant flash of lightening
The sound of rain
Falling mercilessly against my skin
Bringing back buried memories
Of summer…

Us meeting for the first time
Those summer tales
Which gets washed with the monsoon
Rains…

Our story was seasonal
With an absurd end
With unsaid hellos and goodbyes
And now those sweet nothings
Are the reason for my burning heart.

Because the characters are dying today
But the story ended long before.

©~S
All posts are written by S unless otherwise stated.
To contact the writer drop an email at taralight26@gmail.com

The Unposted Letter

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Dear You,

Yesterday the wind blew …very softly and it brushed tangled my hair just like you would do it. And our picture…the one in which you were blowing bubbles at me….it fell down and broke…just like all the other memories.You might think how silly of me ,to write these things to you…specially now when you have moved on so much…the reason being…I am I and not you…if I were you ,then I would have closed the windows instead of letting the wind enter…if I were you,the I would have thrown away that old,faded picture instead of keeping it in my diary…

The days pass and nights come and along with them comes our memories…sweet,bitter and sour…And the moon still stares expectantly at me for any message…but I have none…not anymore.

This letter too won’t be posted…just like all the other 6 letters ..it will remain in the drawer and stay there…out of sight but its silence would echo…

Yours I.

Drowning…

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Is it only water
Which drowns you
Or are there others
…….

Imagine a dark,still pool
Of water….
Hidden in plain sight
……..

When time comes
It rushes out,chilling every cell
of your body
……

You cling on to every
Possible support but the dry air
Burns the heart of you
…….

Cold heat, light dark
Contrasting elements
Combine to bring you down
…….

Seeking a voice…
And hearing Silence fall.

Your heart is like this pond
After a very long spell of rain ,
Overflowing and spilling all over
And drowning you all over again!

Inspired by my favorite writer!

Image:from internet

©~S
All posts are written by S unless otherwise stated.
To contact the writer drop an email at taralight26@gmail.com

Shadows..

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He lurks in shadows
And has made
Strong friendship with the darkness
Because
Light is his enemy

He watches them
His family…
And thinks whether or not they
Remember him…
No …they are happy
He reminds himself…
Better off without him.

Still on cold nights
Like this…
When the Silver Moon
Breaks his shell of darkness
His mind wanders to
The forbidden territory
And he is made to remember that
Day which changed it all
That decision which changed it all

The day being Friendship Day
And
The decision was making Darkness his
Friend.

©~S
All posts are written by S unless otherwise stated.
To contact the writer drop an email at taralight26@gmail.com

Letters

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Letters make words
And
Words too come together to make a letter.

Letters can make or bend
And
Even break….
Dreams,heart and life.

Letters bring memories of bygone past
And
Hope for a future yet to arrive…
Or something you lost.

Letters can start revolutions
And
Bring changes…
Misunderstandings too.

A pivotal role is played by letters…
A fragrance …which brings back memories
Or helps in solving crimes!

do express your views…tried my hand at something new!

©~S
All posts are written by S unless otherwise stated.
To contact the writer drop an email at taralight26@gmail.com