He loved her so much he gave her a rose, the most beautiful rose In his exotic garden. She broke into tears, ran to his garden to find the mother plant that has lost her child. She tried to join them, and saw it was no use. She cried for her rose, fated to die in a vase because of his love for her.    

On the eve of Christmas day, a mother just got home from working overtime at the factory to a simple house. The dark and the silence of the house welcomes her.She sets her tired ass on the hard wooden chair, raises her feet up on a box. Looking at the white school socks hanging by the window. The wind is blowing on the socks swaying like laundry hanging outside.She opens her bag to get her gifts. She wills her tired self...

It's quiet, is somebody there?Is anyone beneath my stairs? Snow is fallingWinter is hereIs that St. NicholasThat I hear? A Little elf invadesMy homeMay perhaps  He's just a gnome? He creeps aroundWhile I'm asleepIf he givesWhat does he keep? Nothing is evergiven freeI wonder whatThe trade must be? He gives me giftsAnd I give backA covertunderground attack Who is this in thevelvet suit?That has the bagWhich has the loot He...

O' fair maidenWith the beautiful hairHow you elude meAnd haunt my dreamsO' fair maidenWith the immaculate natureHow your wit enchants meAnd your song beguilesO' fair maidenWith the heart, I would stealHow I hope to possess youAnd lay claim at your doorO' fair maidenWith the sweetness of honeyHow I wish to have youAnd show you mans' passionsO' fair maidenWith the gift I desireHow I would move Heaven and Earth for youAnd be...

A gift from Mom and Dad A gift of love so deep A promise of a lifetime She calls her good luck piece The shopping trip a memory That makes the heart swell with pride The worry if she would like it If it was just the right kind No need to ever guess Put all the worries to rest It is her favorite thing to wear She shows it with such pride The gift was not just material The meaning was so much more A gift of time That bonded...

This is the first chapter of a book I have been working on. If you like it, please let me know in the comments box below. If not, then please say what you don't like in the same place. Thank you.     Berlin. April 9th, 1933: A New Day In the heart of the city, Katarina Langsdorf was waking to the start of a new day, a special day, for today was her fifteenth birthday.   It was a beautiful spring morning. The sun was risin...

Closing every tab on my computer and sending the last mail to the boss, I signed out of my computer. Sighed! Every work is completed. I packed my stuff and hurried towards the parking lot. Got into my car swiftly and drove towards my sweet home. On the way, I bought fresh flowers of vibrant colours as she always liked it. I peeked at my watch and it was 5.30pm, ten more minutes I said to myself as I glanced again at the w...

She awoke ecstatic to see us after rushing to the hospital from our Christmas cruise. The e-mails were candid, ‘Mom in hospital. Home can’t deal with outbursts and rudeness!’ This was inevitable after three strokes and a heart attack. Facilities for Alzheimer patients? Good luck! Mortal health and emotional complications, copious drugs, delusional dreams, faltering hope. Widowed at forty, six children and no job; she was...

She woke up ecstatic to complete the scrapbook she was making for Angel, her boyfriend. She had painted the pages, pasted pictures, the only thing left was to fill in words. Her mind was blank as she sat looking at the scrapbook. She missed him. He was away, in Spain. It had been too long. She knew time would stretch longer. She let her emotions flow and wrote with all her heart. Then, satisfied she kept the pen down and...

Today was a good day The sun warmed the morning The ocean was calm, just a soft breeze A light touch of salted air caressed my cheeks Not many days like this have I enjoyed For many months it has been cold and dark A soul that once thrived, has lost its shine The fear and uncertain nature of the unknown How quick one is to lose faith in the power of healing Health might be the one thing we take for granted To breathe, to ...

Chapter 18 Diamonds of Painful Love We ride to the city of Tustridge, the capital of the country, as fast as we can past the wild nature, swept in the whirlwind of the autumn that comes as a moody queen, painting everything red and purple, then ripping off all the colors, wreaking havoc… It is not far to go, and now Sada feels a bit stronger in the face of the upcoming invasion, but the spaceship is still of little use if...

It’s that time of the year again Materialized love fills the mall ‘Chocolate, flower or diamond?’ The sales man asks ‘It’s time to shower her with your love.’ Beyond those fancy gifts A simple sign is all we seek To remind ourselves that There is still romance between us In our tiresome routine chores Once up a time I had a broken heart Until a girl gave me her hand In February I sent her a crystal rose pin The only jewel...

Loneliness crept in and poisoned my soul,it burned with a flame of amber and gold,which made my heart turn black and cold.Where feelings and emotions were empty,and the days went by in a standstill.It came without a warning, out of nowhere, you threw me a lifeline.I grabbed and took hold of it,not knowing where it took me or where I am going.Before the drowning waters could surround me,I was hauled off onto the boat of fr...

God gave someone you and he gave me to you, a precious gift, In your arms I was placed from the moment I was born, Too young to know and to understand, yet in your arms I felt I belonged, From the very first day, you nurtured and cared.  You never wandered off far from me,You watched me grow day by day, You continued to love and care along the way, You were there for my first step and my first word. It brought you so much...

I only have eyes for you… She lost her sight as the years went by Although she was not born blind So he cared for her from day to day His nature was good and kind ♥ And then one day in the forest glen They were strolling hand in hand So much in love in the morning sun As their wedding vows they planned ♥ They stumbled on to this dying man Who looked just like a druid And helped him drink as they raised his head He was gla...