The agony of it all

Trifecta: Week 103

This week the word prompt is –

 

Remember (verb):  3 a :  to keep in mind for attention or consideration    b :  REWARD

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Here are my 333:-)

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The agony of it all

 

Sometimes I sit back and wonder  that when you wrap your arms around other women-the new ones-who have fallen prey to your charms or even some of the old flames, who like me, have not yet learnt their lesson, what goes on in your treacherous heart?

Even as a young boy, you looked so sure of yourself and though girls swooned at the mere mention of your name, you seemed oblivious to their charms. Did you know that you were our collective Prince charming-every girl‘s secret crush? I was one of the crowd-never hoping to even catch your eye but how I loved you! No, I did not tell anyone-it was my secret and I hoarded it like a squirrel hoards nuts for winter.

Years rolled by and though I did not see you for a decade, still my heart held on to hope-the hope you had never given me. Life came full circle and we met. Circumstances were different and I found consolation in being your friend.

But, fate had something else in store. A weak moment and the secret locked within escaped my lips. That proved to be my undoing.

Our equation changed. You started working your magic on me, wooing me subtly at first and then more boldly. My heart blossomed under your loving touch and though a little mouse called doubt kept nibbling at my trust, I stoically looked the other way. Soon, you had me where you wanted-under your thumb. You owned me body and soul.

Game over.

Only a few scraps of love could be salvaged from that wreckage of emotional debris which you left behind. I was too naive to understand your mind games and your cold indifference killed all my self-esteem.

Still, somewhere deep down, I hope that you felt something akin to love and that you remember, like you said you always will.

But, am deluding myself, for it cannot be true -simply because, for you to remember would mean you loved me too!

 

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Memories

Trifextra: Week Sixty

This weekend,Trifecta has this to say-

This weekend, we are revisiting a prompt we’ve done before.  We are giving you three words and asking that you add another 33 to them to make a complete 36-word response.  You may use the words in any order you choose.

Our three words are:

remember
rain
rebellion

Now you give us yours.

This weekend’s challenge is community-judged.
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 Memories

Parched soul,

cracks eclipse

shriveling ,drooping brown tips.

Impending doom everywhere

Cloudy skies dream!

A sign of rebellion.

Finally,down comes moisture

holding hearts in thrall…

 

Memories are strange-

Rain does not remember

What Drought cannot forget.

 

(36 words)

 

 

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