Today’s post is inspired by two pictures. I was wondering what to write on the picture I took in Westmead when I came across Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers and tang!! an idea was born 🙂
I used to walk past it every evening. Never was there a day when I hadn’t felt a pinch in my heart. Those bright beautiful flowers would somehow make me sink in deep abyss of emptiness.
I had watched her too, changing the bouquet every once in a while, gently tying them to the pole. The dent on the wall was still visible. She would sometimes sit there, long after sundown.
It’s been months since the flowers have dried. She was gone too. The wind has blown away the copper petals and now, all that remains is a withered stem.
Word Count=100
I too love the flowers
A well-written but sad post as I detect the flowers denote the place where a person was killed by a vehicle. <3
Lovely but so sad.
Such a sad and beautiful melody.
good one.
Lovely how you combined two different pictures in a melancholy tune! This tugged at my heart!
This is sad and beautiful. Love the idea of "copper petals" Alicia Jamtaas
Seen too many of those wilted bouquets by the side of the road. Its always tragic, and you capture this sadness really well here.
Dear Rajlakshmi,
A sad tale. Nicely done. A rarely like stories that use two prompts but you did a good job.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Such a hauntingly sad tale. I love the title of the post, Raj!
Beautifully composed! I really felt it!
sigh!! This is so sad.. I see the flowers too and it always tugs my heart.. to lose someone so callously.
you have captured the sadness beautifully
This is sad and I have seen flowers tied to a wall or a post knowing someone died. You captured this beautifully
Aww man! Another fictional sweetheart ruthlessly killed 😢
Beautiful ! It's not sad per se, in my opinion. It's circle of life!