A familiar face just whirred past me. A face and connection that I had lost somewhere in the melee of life….. and it stirred quite a lot inside me. One tends to get philosophical and reflective at this height, and I am no exception. In another twenty minutes, I will be back on the ground…. … Continue reading Floating in the Sky
punctilious parents chase perfection they missed somewhere and create perfect prototypes to make their own self whole lovely children who lose their soul Tuesday Chatter Weekly
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thoughts of love crowd minds should you wait or act? holding love in hungry arms how will she react? My quest for eternal love softness jumps on my lap my furry friend looks awesome with red collar and cap effortlessly heals the soul unconditional makes you whole 10-line Poem Challenge #26 - Decastich
“Can you imagine?” came the familiar refrain from my narcissist boss, “the rival camp is spreading rumors about my termination. They do not know …” He did not know that I had seen the orders on the desk of the head honcho’s secretary. How naïve can these narcissists be? They live in a bubble and … Continue reading bUBBLe
The nation has put behind the perils of demonetization. The politicians have taken all the bouquets and the brickbats of the same. Suddenly, a wave of banking scams and frauds hit the country. People do not know who has gained and who has lost. What was the nexus, and why is it breaking up? Facebook … Continue reading Storms and Stories
The dance lessons were not working. The therapist said that walking on the same path daily without any deviations was not helping his mental health. The brain gets the required exercise with dance forms, especially the ones where one has to remember the moves and execute them. John donned his dancing shoes for the first … Continue reading Golden Years
I stand unfazed watching myself being phased out of your life as you bail out emotions to justify your act unaware of the needle in the bales carelessly strewn around the deserted courtyard of your life. your life …. it’s about to change forever the needle can prick the balloon you are floating in … Continue reading Equations
I shed bodies add new marks some bonds that strengthen a few that scar splinters of my so-called 'self’ striving to become whole everlasting is the quest evergreen is the soul Weekend Writing Prompt #50 by Sammi Cox
It was never easy. The triggers are there. The door to the past is never completely closed as much as we’d like it to be.
The public ridicule is real; I expect it any time I go out. I’m sure its deserving.
That’s the thing of course; I never thought at the time that all these years later the fear would still be there, so I happily stay in my protected world.
It’s easy to avoid people, you go out only when you want to, like the early morning, you never browse in the shops, you know what you want, you get it and go home.
Conversation becomes difficult, you become aware of being the boring person in the room so chat grows more and more strained and you understand when people move away and look for someone more stimulating.
My second attempt at a relationship was a disaster. It…
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