"I have never yearned for words.They fail, I know.I've seen it in your eyes always, a thousand times.However, could I hear it from you? All gonna start with your one word, love. Everything! " gleamed his eyes. Yes, YES! She repeated. He knelt at her feet reaching out for her hand. ~Ponnz Character count :280... Continue Reading →
Star Cookies! Jen watched the making in awe. 10 for me, No, 20? Stars? All of them,Mom assured. Those hearts? Your usual, giving to me atlast,she smiled. Not this time. I'm home. A voice came. Dad! Jen screamed. Military holidays baby,he winked.They stood hugging each other. ~Ponnz Character count :271 Written for Kat's Twittering tale... Continue Reading →
Mitigating rising anxiety he tasted residual drops Serving meatballs skin beneath his eyes furrowed in smile, gleaming of achievement What do you taste? Intelligence! she hugged. Judgement.. ?! Hands down, You are the best cook, I can ever get dad! ~Ponnz Picture Courtesy :Pixabay Written for the prompts Sammi's weekend writing prompt , Word count... Continue Reading →
"This is going to take long, to reach the outskirts, to escape my past", Ria thought. Driving down 150 miles was not thrilling as much the uncertainty of destination. "No other go. I have to flee. A new start", she reminded herself. Stowing her luggage into the boot, she started her car. Waving her a... Continue Reading →
Bursting with colors of life stood the paintings Something else captivated his eyes and soul More rich, a book, title of which I need to know ~Ponnz photo by Beata Ratuszniak via Unsplash A fantastic prompt this time from Sonya, Three line tales - week 153.
In the empty seats of my car
In the middle of busiest streets
In every face of the world
I sense you
It was holiday season but she had to stay there for two more days. My job! She sighed. Through the window, nothing she did see but white. Neither ribbons nor the lights, as if the city forgot it's Christmas. A new country, she couldn't judge but sleep. Making a early wake up call to her... Continue Reading →
Those eyes dewy and wide Gazed at mine and fused Million questions it did hide Answers to which I refused Not to speak but think Piercing soul in shame I see myself in mirror How long can a mask last Infront of a genuine soul? ~Ponnz Picture Courtesy : Pixabay In response to Sammi's challenge
On cold flying horses we met With music and lights filling life Everything got blurred but you. ~Ponnz Prompt Three line tale, week 151 Picture Courtesy :Harpal Singh via Unsplash
They didn't sense him hiding in the box.
The Swan Song 