A couple of days ago Sadje of Keep it Alive had tagged me for a story telling challenge in response to the photo given above. I have written a poem instead of a story.
Ravaged and savaged by the harsh nature
She had no will to stay a moment longer
Despite his best efforts, her grandfather had failed
To salvage the crop he had so lovingly sown
Unable to take this failure in his stride
He had in frustration ended his own life
The village, an integral part of her growing up
Had now no place in her broken heart
She had lost her parents here to a devastating fire
And now as dark clouds gathered in the distant skies
She had packed her meagre and sparse belongings
And set off forlornly without a backward glance
She had no idea where her feet would take her
Or what she would do next
Anything and anywhere, far from this place
That now signified only death and untold sorrow.
Master mind😎❤️😇
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Thanks Deepu. 😊❤️
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Very sad Ounam. But a very clever piem. I was drawn by the title
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Thank you so much, dear Lorraine. The title was inspired by the pic.
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Poignant and gripping tale
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Thank you so much, Sakshi. 🤗
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My pleasure 😊
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Sad and yet so many face the same struggles. Well written story!
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Thank you kindly, Jordy. 💞
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Brilliant write. Poignant
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Thank you so much, Muntazir for your kind words. ❤️
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An excellent poem for the prompt. Took care of the prompts on the way as well. Great!👍
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I am glad you liked it Sadje. The pic was inspiring. Thank you so much.
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A tapestry woven of words. Excellent imagery.
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Thank you so much, Kristian.
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A sad but poignant story…
There is a black river
It passes by my window
And late at night
All dolled up like Christ
I walk the water
Between the piers
Singing
Oh
River of sorrow
River of time, river
River of sorrow
Don’t swallow this time
For we all know the baby has expired
Long ago she was pulled from the mire
And no precious liar or well-wisher
Can return the love that was stolen
Oh
River of sorrow
River of time, river
River of sorrow
Don’t swallow this time
Can you see the light
At the end of the dark passageway
Take me wit you towads this light
Into the darkness passing over the faces in the river
Hear me!
I’m whispering in your ear!
Oh
River of sorrow
Oh, river of time
River of sorrow
Don’t swallow this time
Oh
River of sorrow
Oh, river of time
River of sorrow
Don’t swallow this time
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Thank you so much Ivor for sharing these wonderful lyrics.
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Always my pleasure
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Brilliantly written. Poignant!
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Thank you so much, Richa. ❤️
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beautiful poetics prose, your long form carries the story deeply
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Thank you so much Gina. The picture spoke to me.
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Ah, I felt the depth of sorrow in this. Such a beautiful piece that captured the essence in this image. Beautifully written, Punam.
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The image took me down this road. Thank you so much, Inky, for your kind words.
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We go where inspirations takes us. You are welcome, Punam.
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So we do. 🙂
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🙂
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bitterly sad but often true for too many, you told it well, felt the emotion ❤
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Yes, often true. Specially in the rural areas here. Thank you so much.
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welcome
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Very sad, yet a compelling read. A beautiful write.
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Thank you so much Andrew. Please forgive the delay in response, I was not keeping well.
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Wow, brilliantly written!
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Thank you so much, Richa.
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You wrote it in a very compelling manner…well done Punam..
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Thank you so much, Mich.
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