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Surprise

The water splash was a tight slap to my unstoppable tears. While wiping my face, it slapped me again and soaked me completely in its coolness. The transition of the road to sea left me aghast. Rubbed my eyes thrice but it was still present. Nipped the upper arm to check the reality. ‘Where am I?’ was the question my mind and heart together vociferated and a knock on my shoulder assuaged the sudden fear.

I reminisced the moment when my mouth spoke the opposite of my eyes which bravely faced that of the most handsome man. The same affectionate eyes present at the very scene were looking at me with the same love, weakening my knees but something was strange in his appearance which was confirmed by my looking down his waist. ‘Where are your legs?’ I asked to which he grabbed my hand and said, ‘Lets go home.’ Surprisingly mine too were the same as I toppled on the sand.

‘What the hell is wrong with us? Where are we? What is going on? Would you say something?’ I squawked but he ignored and lifted me up and we dived into the sea.

Chapter 1
Micro Series: Thaumaturgy of Time (Link to Chapter 0)

By
Kritika

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Worse

The effect was worse
after the break up
she stole several hearts
now hers was apart

wearing make up
as her happy mask
drinking and smoking
were her only tasks

preparing herself
for early death
she stood by the sea
with a gun and tears of regret

©Kritika

Daily #prompts on Twitter in which one can write a very short story or a poem. Today’s #prompt is “Worse” and I wrote a poem.

The Empty Sea Shore

Silently the cool breeze
touched my ears
With voices from the past
I wanted to hear.

The empty sea shore
where our interlaced fingers found hope
On the same sea shore
can be frequently found walking alone.

Smiling remembering those
comfortable conversations
Gliding barefoot
with waiting heart palpitations.

A sudden urge of tears
filled these happy eyes
Clearly can listen to those loving words
in your voice.

While wiping them off
saw you standing on the opposite side
Heart raced to your smiling face
as you extended your hand and I stood beside.

Our fingers interlaced
with the same pace
And we stood face to face
Water of my eyes clearly visible
Sea shore, with your voice and lips,
now stood invisible.