Read, Write & Publish Short Stories
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The windows of dreams take away my sleep.My life suddenly seem fresh and new.I know it is because of you,Let me hide this treasure deep in my heart forever…….
Goldie looked up at the changing shadows around. The blue net was coming in.It was after Goldie and he ran away swiftly.Goldie could hear his mom shouting,
The passing is technically short. But once you enter, it appears long, sometimes too long, that you may think there is no going back , you may feel crippled to move ahead,
The young pair who sat on the sand heard the birds and the waves. They smelled the scent of the water and felt the caress of the breeze. The sky was ablaze with fiery orange,
A winter that hard with biting wind blowing outside was a ‘big no-no’ for me always.The mistress of the house was seen seated near the fireplace brewing a cup of tea
She touched the diamond ring on her finger. It was sparkling under the mid-day sun.She remembered her husband’s words while he slipped that onto her ring finger years back.
Briskly you walked, rarely you smiled,Even to your few fellow friends,And me was invisible to your eyes,A shadow masked you -Read poem on silent love
I am the wife of a famous cardiologist, the woman behind his success and his strongest support and love, as he often tells his friends. Am I?
No one! He took his next determined step like a thief. After a few minutes he realised that the danger zone was over and walked as briskly as he could.
I always knew I was not that smart and lively guy to be in that group of extroverts. Nothing of complex, it was just another fact and so I never had any regrets
