55-Tough guy

You won't sleep for 15days,
If he punch you on your face,
You won't stand straight up again,
If he punch and thunder your backbone.
You will sleep in eternal peace,
If he punch beneath your chest.

Yet he cried one full night,
The day his wife left,
Taking with her the two small kids...







This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man, over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words.

Depth of secrets,,,

Rust and scars,
Do challenged me,
But I stayed strong and tight,
Until the right key turned,
To reveal the secrets in me...







This story is in response to the picture prompt offered by Willow at Magpie Tales.  Hope you will find it interesting and thanks for stopping by:)

55-My Grandmother

I was small and she was so old,
When we last, had a talk.
She was wise and cared for me nice,
Feeding, Comforting and helping me bath

All went fine, until the time,
Destiny took her far from me.
Still she lives, near to my heart,
With the memories of those good times.








This is my friday flash 55 attempt.Hope you find it interesting :) .
This weekly meme is brought to you by G-Man, over at Mr. Know it All. The object is to write a story or prose in exactly 55 words.

Prince and his Princess (poem)

There lived a prince,
And he had a princess,
Who spent everyday happily.

They used to walk,
So near by ,
Slightly rubbing their shoulders.

They used to talk,
With so much fondness,
That she would flush so often.

They cared each other,
Like the mother,
Who looks after her new born child.

They believed each other,
Without any doubt,
Which kept the quarrels out of their palace.

They lived a long life,
Keeping the love,
That they found when they met first time.


But one day, seeing their joy,
The angels up high,
Learned what the word 'envy' felt like.


So ,,,

Unlike any other story, Nothing went wrong.  They are still happy...;)



This is my contribution to the.
 one stop poetry.
do drop by to see what others got to say

Mother of stars... (poem)

They are my children,
Five in number
And they were destined
To be stars so young.

Lived as a prostitute,
I suffered a lot,

Trapped as a slave,
By the drug mafia that ruled slum world.

I send to heaven,
With my own hands,
All the five stars,
Female in gender,
With unknown fathers; To shine up there.

I feel no regret,
As they escaped,
From the horrible fate,
Offered to them here...

140 Character story micro, thanks to Susan at Stony River