60 Seconds Tales : Oops!

Ping! Its a text from her. She: I can’t do this anymore. I’m done waiting! πŸ˜ πŸ™…β€β™€οΈ He: Baby, I know I screwed up but please don’t do this.πŸ™πŸ™ She: No, you don’t get how important this is to me. I’ve been telling you and telling you but you never listen. You just don’t care anymore.…

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Sandcastle

Wait for me In the morning dew, Wait for me Under the noon sun. Wait when I’ve sung The last song of eventide, Wait when the rain Bids us hide. Wait when winter Like mourning sighs, Wait when spring teeters Into summer bright. Wait for me, lover, Wait for me to fall again; Wait for…

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Karma and Workout

Beep, beep, beep, beep… “Oh, will you shut it up?” He grunts into the pillow where his face is buried.Β She fumbles in the near dark of the room, groping for her phone and with the familiarity of someone who’s done the same thing too many times before, turns off the alarm. All is quiet again.…

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Thirty Seconds Tales #22: Redemption

‘I can’t do this… I’m sorry but I can’t marry you.’ She stood there, frozen, her jaw hanging loose like an unhinged door yawning open. ‘Why?’ is all she could manage. He could see the trembling in her dainty hand, the same hand where only a week ago he had slipped an heirloom ring while…

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A Barter With Death

…And every night Death Crept from the shadows of the room. Laying in wait, counting breaths Of her lover doomed. It would whisper to the maid in waiting – It’s his time now. And she would plead with joined hands Sweat painting her noble brow. One night livid Death grew weary – His time is…

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Vows

I never got the chance to make my own wedding vows. In our Hindu custom of marriage, the wedding vows are always dictated by the Priest himself and most of them are pretty one-sidedΒ (*rolls eyes*). So this poem is what my wedding vows would have been like. If ever we begin this Tryst with destiny,…

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