Prose

Undivided Love

‘I have never seen Inam this serious.’ I thought. Something was seriously wrong. His thick black eyebrows narrowed, jaws stiffened and fair skin turned red.  ‘What is wrong, sweetheart?’ He didn’t seem to hear me as his fingers went fast on the grey keypad on…

Love, Prose

Love Song #777

for Maria Your favourite colour is purple and mine is blue and how’s this for romanticism but combined they resemble the shade of a pretty majestic bruise. Before I met you, I’ve seen sunsets merely going through the motions, a wash of luminescent hues rooted…

Prose, Short Story

Unforeseen

‘Funny how you’ve got to get your heart broken ninety-nine times to feel numb on your hundredth’, she tweeted. Letting her long black hair on the floor from the edge of her bed, she took a look at her mother at a reversed view standing…

Life, Love, Prose

Falling Breathless

The heart yearns for the comfort of a familiar body or a soft feeling or being protected and under the care of someone strong and caring. Yet when these things aren’t achieved, we feel obliterated like a piece of straw that is laying in the…

Life, Love, Prose, sad

Iridescent

I met you at the museum. Funny really, because to me you belong here. Up there with the masterpieces. Among the statues which look beautiful in the daylight and terrifying in its absence, among the sensational oils and ethereal figurines, and among the exquisite inscriptions…