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I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
In the days after you wander around the house forlorn.
You open her wardrobe and caress the dresses hanging there. You draw them close and inhale the fragrances
left behind. The citrus and herbal
smells from a happier place in another time.
There is a stench here too, of arguments and decay, of raised
voices floating in ether as your fingers trace a line over the newly plastered
wall.
I only want to see you, only want to see you
In the purple rain
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Written for Friday Fictioneers Word Count : 100
I wanted to include this song for my last post but late submissions rarely get read so I decided to leave it for this week. And fortunately there is an entry in time after last week's technical glitches.
So here's to a singer, songwriter, a producer and a one man band - Prince
I almost missed the menace of the newly plastered wall. Well done!
ReplyDeleteIt's that new layer of paint that hides it :-) Thanks for your comments Neil, I am glad you liked it.
Delete'a stench of arguments and decay' 'the newly plastered wall' nuances speak of much more than her just leaving.
ReplyDeleteThere is always a back story. Thanks for reading and commenting Mary.
DeleteWe seem to have been in similar moods here.. there is always somewhere to hide the decay.
ReplyDeleteDark minds think alike ;-) Thanks for your comments Björn.
DeleteDelightfully subtle. Good one.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sandra, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteA little sad with quite a dark undertone, as others have mentioned! Nice piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading and commenting Alistair.
DeleteDear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteRomance turns dark. Nice tribute to Prince.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle I am glad you liked it.
Deleteoh, boy, newly plastered wall never augurs well. Very nicely written.
ReplyDeleteIt all depends on what's behind the newly plastered wall. Thanks for your comments Perry.
DeleteI almost missed it, very subtle. Smell of decay indeed. Great story and tribute.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gabriele I am glad you liked it.
DeleteVery beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Josslyn.
DeleteThe stench of "arguments and decay" is a great metaphor for the life and maybe the murder ? Good one - this reads like a song.
ReplyDeleteThere was a crime committed indeed. Thanks for your comments Ansumani, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteVery good. Fragrances and stench - nice contrast. Your narrator is a dark character; I wonder if he's done this before.
ReplyDeleteIts possible he is into 'home improvement'. Thanks for your comments Margaret, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteThe newly plastered wall and decay tells a darker, more sinister story. Well done, Subroto. ---- Suzanne
ReplyDeleteMaybe he did it while being plastered. Thanks for commenting Suzanne I am glad you liked it
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