Time

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Time …. by Michelle Ayon Navajas

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Time (A Flash Fiction)

it was 15 minutes past 6:00 in the evening. in that moment, i realized how beautiful the night sky was. it brought so much beauty like no other time of the day. the only sound was the wind whistling through trees along the busy street of the university belt, with the occasional honking of the car here and there. the city light became so melancholic that it was difficult not to ultimately be sad while looking at the night sky. and then, as i looked up, i saw a sight like no other a brightly shining full moon, a sea of ​​tiny stars surrounding it, and a sky all around, covered with blackness, speckled with beauty.

but this beauty does not come without a cost. yes, the night offers the magical sights of a starry night sky. still, it also means that the day has…

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In That One Moment

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In that one moment …. by Artie

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On the table, by the water
a player and box of cassettes
cartridges, cases, covers all mixed up
play this one, no that one
this is The Place
no, it’s The Spot
The Place is that other Spot
oh, yeah, that’s right!

The lake water rippled.
The tree canopy hush.
Then we shut off the player.
It was about time to leave.
And in that one long moment.
We knew this was about the last time.
We were leaving The Place behind.
For far more than this day.

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Hell Is Empty

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Read how devils dance under porcelain skin

Hell is empty …. by Aboli Mane

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I knock on 
Heavens door
the angels won’t
let me in for 
Hell is empty
all the devils 
dance under 
my porcelain skin 

Heaven forgive
my only sin 
I fell in Love  
I bartered every
piece of my heart
in that one moment
I came apart 
my devotion I gave it all

Heart, body and soul 
nothing belonged
all in the name of Love’s 
unfading glory
I was no longer me 
a sacrifice 
a warning sign 

do not love like me

Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge #267. The prompt was “in that one moment“.

Clubbed with dVerse Poetics This Valentine’s Day.

For Today’s Poetics, I want you to write a love poem. Bear in mind that it doesn’t necessarily need to be romantic. It can also be dark and speak of ache and loss. It can transcend words and language. It can describe what the heart has been…

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Smear of jam

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It's not a kiss, just a smear of jamsays the head of an unhappy famtears in eyes not wiped or noticedthe child moves to solitary confines says the head of an unhappy famdon't spare the rod to spoil the childthe child moves to solitary confinesin her old age, she cries for the fam don't spare … Continue reading Smear of jam

Business

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The chosen form is American Sentence American Sentence: Invented by Allen Ginsberg.An American haiku variation. 17 syllables written in a sentence.Any topic. She transmutes dreams, turns them over to the sales department for profits. Written for Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt Synonyms used Change - transmute Grow - turn over

Brick-by-brick

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Lorraine finally moves to the old age home she has resisted all along. “Happy to see you, but may I ask what caused the change of mind?” “I achieved a lot in life, by laying bricks in even, predetermined patterns with no scope for error. I earned rewards. I cannot relate to the millennial culture … Continue reading Brick-by-brick

Understanding or Love?

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all those words hanging in oblivionunheard, ignored, misunderstoodall those emotions unexpresseddevalued, unrecognized or crushedall those open communication loopsunable to regroup, they droopscream for attention, ask for closure…I wake up in sweat, It’s a nightmare I wake up to reassure they existI acknowledge what originates in meI’m not responsible for receiver’s apathyThey live by their own … Continue reading Understanding or Love?

Unchanged

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you area mute witnessto what I dreamt abouton quiet, lonely beach morningswhat asurpriseyou did not movewhile the world changed, moved onand I modified dreams to suitthe world Photo Challenge at MLMM

You were Love

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You entered our lives 20 years ago, and we learnt what unconditional love means. You spent a little more than three years sharing our abode, and then left us forever. Not a single day passes when I don’t think about you. It will be a lie to say that this year’s a different thing – … Continue reading You were Love