Dreams, you know, they don’t always work out. Sometimes they shatter or even explode.
Kaboom!
In your face and all you have left behind is the
debris. Charred fragments of your heart
scattered across what we call ground zero
now.
Yeah that’s where we are and it’s not a pretty sight. You stand there wondering how do you ever survive
this? This wasteland of shattered dreams
built with your sweat and blood. Might
as well pack up and go home now.
But in the midst of that rubble you see it, that delicate ethereal
piece radiating beauty. Hope springs
anew.
Hey! I am back again after missing the last few editions after having surgery on my hand for Carpal Tunnel. In some ways it was good to get a break from typing away at a keyboard and have an excuse to watch TV. My entry this week is probably not fiction but more like hundred words of musing.
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Written for Friday Fictioneers Word Count : 100.
Hey! I am back again after missing the last few editions after having surgery on my hand for Carpal Tunnel. In some ways it was good to get a break from typing away at a keyboard and have an excuse to watch TV. My entry this week is probably not fiction but more like hundred words of musing.
Dear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteAlas, there's a lot of that kind of musing going on this week. Love the song. I hope your recovery is complete.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Getting there, thanks for your wishes Rochelle.
DeleteLoved the promising whiff of hope:)
ReplyDeleteThank you Dahlia, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteVery good take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comments Christine.
DeleteWonderfully done – well painted devastation with that little bit of hope shining bright. Really enjoyed reading this, and keep re-reading.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the compliment Sarah Ann, I am glad you liked it.
DeleteHope is the thing that keeps us all moving forward.
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed. Thanks for reading and commenting Linda.
DeleteNice and positive as your approach to CT syndrome.
ReplyDeleteBe well.
Thanks YS
DeleteLove that hope in the end... I recently went through surgery to the eye... so I know about seeing new hope..
ReplyDeleteThanks Björn, here's hoping for the best.
DeleteI loved "Charred fragments of your heart scattered across...ground zero." But he hasn't lost hope. Good writing, Subroto. I hope you heal quickly and completely. Welcome back. :) --- Suzanne
ReplyDeleteThank you Suzanne for your good wishes and comments.
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