What to do when we keep coming to dead
ends after travelling for miles? We become tired and disheartened and at one
point decide to end up everything. I’m also thinking the
same...
Where will my tomorrows take
me?
Will I be able to see my people
from there? Can I assure them that it’s not their fault, but only mine? Will I ever get a chance to tell I love them one last time?
Don’t know…
But I knew it was my last day there, when I left my safe heaven,
yet a golden cage, a few hours ago…
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Linking this to 100 Words on Saturday at Write Tribe prompt of "I knew it was my last day here".
This week’s prompt is by the very creative Sugandha of Shades of Life. She's doing a month long story about two friends. Do visit :)
Moving piecee, can feel the pain and anguish.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading :)
Deletea cage is a cage..however golden.... lovely read..
ReplyDeleteVery true. And thank you :)
Deletebeautiful take on this. loved it!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ruchira :)
DeleteAs they say, twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
ReplyDeleteWonderful take on the prompt!
That's one of my favourite quote. Such a inspiration in those words.
DeleteLiked the flow of things ...the flow of words. Well penned down Sheetal!:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Nikhil :)
Deletewell penned ..! ah so even you are back after a long break :P ..
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteYup m back... nd was wondering were you disappeared....
It moved the heart and love the emotions poured in the prompt:)
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