Lost Solitude

Posted on July 21, 2014December 7, 2014 by Vinitha

I miss you so much , some days even more than I can express. I miss those days when we used to meet and share the space like there is no one else.

I miss those moments how you made me think that I was the only one who mattered, triggering the untouched feelings deep within my heart, making me come up with such long scribbles just for you.

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I miss the moments that took me to a world I never knew existed before I found you, with feelings fenced in not knowing the art of expression.

You bestowed me with such pleasure of dreaming to write, showed me the world of writing, gave me the courage to attempt my scribbles to present as writing, helped me to break the fence and cross the threshold; My Solitude, I miss those days when I find myself again in that dark spot, trying hard to knock the wall between my thoughts and the paper.

What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week’s word: FENCED

4 thoughts on “Lost Solitude”

Maniparna Sengupta Majumder says:

January 18, 2015 at 7:11 pm

That’s a nice five-sentence-fiction… 🙂

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Vinitha says:

July 22, 2014 at 10:17 am

Thanks chechi.. Your write is marvelous.. Loved it.. I found FSF here http://lilliemcferrin.com/ Each week there will be a new wrting prompt. Check it out. Write more and share it with us.. I would love to read your writings..

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Neelima says:

July 22, 2014 at 2:06 am

Nice idea Vinitha. First time I'm hearing about five sentence fiction and must say, it sounds interesting. Thought I'll give it a try. Here goes…

Fenced

As the first golden glint of the sun sliced through the blackness of the night, sleeping under the huge apple tree, Eve heard the melodic voice calling out to her, nudging her, poking her, to soar, to merge with the cosmos, to blend into eternity.
The voice, the enchanting voice, it was too magical to resist; her soul stirred and squirmed, writhed and wiggled, and soared, to merge with the cosmos, to blend into eternity.
Abruptly they woke up from the slumber, the demons of the earth, their black tentacles entwining her weightlessness, as they pulled her fleeing soul back into the shackled confinement of her body.
“No” they yelled, “we won’t let you go, not without going through the agony of time, not without going through the misery of war, not without the torture of heart break nor without the despair of malaise”.
They were forceful, vehemently powerful, so much so that the alluring call from the heavens hurriedly receded into the voicelessness of the space; that day the Gods lost, the demons won and life lingered on……

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