In the Woods- Tiny Tale


I am a soulful woman who loves to conjure up my thoughts and write. I thoroughly enjoy creating art and expressing myself through words. I believe words have a certain kind of melody that can be understood by everybody.
The illness made her forget how much he loved her but it didn’t make him love her any less. His day would be incomplete without making his sunshine beam with laughter. He always came up with silly jokes, which she always found hilarious. That’s the thing about true love when you are drenched in it;…
Slowly decaying and dying inside a young body. He finally understood that– silence is somebody’s funeral.
He was one such person who everybody wanted to talk to since he was good at listening. His eyes would lit up when his close-knit of friends shared stories of their childhood. Though, being untouched by the innocence of a happy childhood, he found comfort in imagining himself with tables turned. With the passing years,…
They asked him whether he had plans for the day. In a sore voice, he replied, “No I’m going to stay home today”. The stutter in his voice made the caller think, whether it was the cold that’s making his voice droop or it was the chilliness of his attitude. Both lamely talked and disconnected…
The man who always had a smile decorated on his face, like the fully blossomed sunflower beaming in a dead patch of grass was devastated to the point, that he started feeling it was okay. Everyone has their way of exhibiting sorrow, but the forlorn guy was so lonesome that instead of asking for help….
The old withered eyes of Tim Collins had an unusual charm today. Unlike other days, today they didn’t appear dull but were as bright as the moonlit sky. Collins in his old churning car, which was his only shelter drove to the alley, where he parked it daily to sell off his only priced possession,…