We never know where we are headed or what our final destination is, but still we weave our stories and give perfect happy endings to it. Life doesn’t always go as we want it to and somewhere along the way we lose our way.
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Saudade Day in Brazil
Finally found a word for all those mixed feelings!
Saudade: a word of Portuguese origin which describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic or melancholic longing for someone or something that might never return. A word that evokes a sense of loneliness and void.
In Brazil, Saudade Day is celebrated on January 30!
The fate bleeds…
I had written this earlier, but this seems to go perfect with Sue‘s Photo Prompt for this week. Hope you guys like it. 🙂
He playfully ruffles my hair, leans in closer to kiss my forehead but suddenly stops short. I hold his gaze and watch as the ghost of the laugh we just shared gets eclipsed by intense thoughts. I know what he is thinking…and maybe he is right. Continue reading The fate bleeds…
Keeping You a Secret #dailywritingprompt
Here’s my entry for the Daily Writing Prompt that Christine E. Ray is hosting on her blog Brave and the Reckless. The prompt for today was tittle of the book by JULIE ANNE PETERS- KEEPING YOU A SECRET
Silence #writephoto
The ocean inspires many things. Here’s my entry for the Weekly Photo Prompt hosted by Sue Vincent.
Silence
I stood on the edge of ecstasy
As you wrapped your arms around me
Easing into your ebb and flow
Like a ship at the high sea
Drifting Woods
Some love stories are meant to be incomplete…
Etched #writephoto
“How many times had I carved out our names on my college desks. Our initials enclosed in hearts are eternally etched even if you and me are no longer there. “
Timing
They say ‘When the time’s right, things will work out. Trust the timing of your life.’ But what if life has it all wrong? What if what was actually meant to be will now never be because the clock struck off wrong or the stars didn’t align properly? Does timing and fate really matter?
Moonless Night
Trying to challenge me by pushing me out of my writing comfort zones. I have discovered some potentials in me. So happy… 🙂 Here’s another try at poetry. Hope you guys like it! Continue reading Moonless Night
Traces
She stood at the window staring out at the vast expanse of the sky. Her eyes reflected the crystal blue canopy. There was not a single trace of the last night’s storm.
The clear skies and calmness that followed after the thunderstorms always amazed her. She found strength in that.
If the skies could scream, bleed and cry the whole night and still be this calm and beautiful the next morning…then so could she!
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