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Distance

“A hundred miles away, or perhaps next door – the distance does not matter”, he smiles as he whispered to himself. His mother used to say this about love.
“When the time comes, love will walk into your life and take you by surprise”, she would yell from the kitchen, shaking her head at his sulking frame.
He wished to hear her one more time, one last time before he left the house forever. Tomorrow, he would be in a new city, a new country with the love of his life. She used to be his next-door neighbor then, and years later he found her, waiting for a lover from miles away

Prompt: Distance @ Six Sentence Story

Poetry therapy.

Crash. Burn.Exhaust.
tears I submit at her doorsteps;
Bruised.Crumpled.Crouched.
the spirits lie split between head and heart.
She knows. She understands. she cries.
Words.Feelings.Blank.
thoughtless I wander back to her;
Tired.confused.Wordless.
she hands me to word thirsty pages.
I write. I rant. I cry again.
She saw me feed pain. She saw me bleed poetry.

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This is dedicated to my mother who recently put up with all my mood swings and relentless questioning of myself and life. finally she asked me to write instead.  I was amused to note that even she realized nothing would cure me better.

 

Prompted @ Sunday Whirl

Also linked to Open Link Night.

Turn back time

Her husband did not approve of magic and  She loved him too much to accept doing it – she would be dead without any of them. Today she gave birth to another angel. And now was the time for final act of magic – to make sure she lived with her forever. She became her angel’s twin. 

This story was inspired by the thought of turning back time for yourself – and this was the best i could think of a reason for doing it.

Inspired from the image at Thursday Tales ,

Also Submitted also to Friday flash 55