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For a second, I froze. One reason is because of her beauty and second reason is because of the sudden look. I just looked away.
I forgot how my face look like, I forgot everything including my name. I forgot my entire past, I don’t even recognise my parents. The only thing I could recognize was— my finger pointing out at two persons
This poem reveals how painful it is to lose someone whom you like the most. The author’s father and beloved had passed away and it is, indeed, dedicated to them.
Editor’s Choice: Right there, staring back at me was the most beautiful smile anyone could have ever witnessed. Right there, was a boy who still took wonder in the pure joy of life. Right there, I was reborn.
I had the ability to recall everything since I was eight. I could never be too careful. Because anything and everything brought something to mind
Philip was one such guy who considered himself a big tech geek and a cool racer who loved to drive fast cars in the fast lanes. Technology was the only thing that charged him up.
The sound of an approaching train must have woken me up. It was as if I had woken up from a long dream. I was seated on a bench and when I opened my eyes,
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?
Editor’s Choice: He engaged in serious conversation with the bluish red flickering flame that he thought radiated her undying love. He imagined she was watching him through the waning light