"Hey, quick question - Does this combination work?"
"Is there a sleepover I am not aware of? This is good for a pyjama party"
"Very funny"
"I was not. ummm.. were you planning to meet my mother like this? Did I teach you nothing about dress codes ?"
"haha. No way .. umm .. maybe. "
"I am leaving right now. We are shopping a bit before we head for tonight's dinner. And just, hide it for a few days if you do not want me to burn this set"
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Written for Six Sentence Story [ combination ]
"You read the text"
"Maybe, maybe not. How does it matter? "
"I told you I was going to wear my white dress and wanted a rose for my hair"
"You mentioned flowers .. Oopsie! Yeah, I read your text, but I do not like flowers"
"but you love me, so .. "
"I will get your roses on the way"
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Written for Six sentence Story ( Promot : Text )
The words lie forgotten , ink dried , the images rustic and the days grew colder. Deserted by the verses, the server somewhere crashed, taking all the stories and the cherished ideas with it. No one knew anytime soon, because no one cared. But if there's winter , no matter how long, the spring does knock someday. With new blessings of motherhood , the words arrive and so did memories , planted long back, to revive when the time is right.
Today morning as the spring gives way to summer , trying its best to stretch a few more days of breeze and unexpected rains, the words come rushing back to me. Unpolished , unfiltered , joyful sentences string themselves into a welcoming garland. Perhaps, spring had one last gift for me.
The baby smiles
New flowers open today
sky is a poem.
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Written for Haibun Monday , hosted by Linda on my favorite poetry page.
