Saturday, July 14, 2012

Theme 92 - Close

From @shubHASHISH: Everything is fair in love and war, as they say. I thought I had won the battle and the war was mine, too. Assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups. We were close. Now I am just closed.

From @ishajalan: life was dull. He had been away for 7 years! It was just another day, when that doorbell rang. I couldn't believe my eyes. Words refused to come out. I held him, in my tiny hands. We didn't speak the entire day. Because just being close has a language that only you can understand.

From @designerfoo: You love it, when it's raw, when it's red, orange, yellow, blue and black. You love it, when nothing survives it. You are a reservoir. You feel alive, when it bursts. Nothing close to you survives it. For you, everything is malleable. Your eyes reek of ire. Your center is rage. You are a Dragon.

From @The_Lie_Lama:

Sometimes, the darkest, most cruel events bring with them the best times of one's life.

He went to her apartment to work on a college project. Suddenly, the city started burning in riots. The curfew rendered the city closed and them, closer.

From @anushreekejriwa: He made her fall for him and started making her believe that he cared for her. She was naïve and thought that he genuinely cares. Later ignorance seeped in. She felt helpless when he left and from then onwards she closed her heart and opened her mind.

From @AskthePankazzzz: She went close, he closer. The closeness made them close the doors. For people, for worries, for air even. That one day, they breathed closeness! Just that one day. For the rest of the life, it was very typical. He closed his eyes everytime he saw her. She closed her heart everytime he did that.

From @karthikisthin:

The second hand stepped forward, like a soldier. Dependable. The hour hand was the general. Watchful. The minute hand was sluggish. Jerky. Faulty.

"Clamp." The attending surgeon ordered. The nurse fetched it. As he sutured the chest, the patient's eyelid flickered. The minute hand was back on track. The new heart had opened a new door.

From @drun007 :

She sat on the bed, hugged him tight. She could feel his sweat.  He was gasping for breath. She planted a soft kiss on his forehead. "I always loved you, dad. Even when you hated me for marrying John."

Tears rolled down as he uttered his last words, "You were always close to my heart."

From @nabilazaidi:

Every word wraps a story around, a different one for each of us.

‘Close it!’
‘You mean switch off?’
‘Eerr… Yes.’

He walked out closing the door behind.

‘Shut. You mean?’
‘Eerr.. Yes.’

Embarrassed, she began to escape his scrutinizing eyes.

‘Let’s not do this?’
‘Let’s close this chapter?’
‘Yes! I shall re write it.’

From @The_BuffMaster: Underneath her pile of clothes, deep inside the drawer, was a  mysterious hidden gold box. It had a withered flower stuck to a good bye letter and a gun wrapped around the tricolor with his ashes. The box still remains closed and along with it, is her tough hoping heart that still beats for him.

From @writingchalk:


He didn’t think she had the guts to do it. As he knocked a few tables over, struggling for breath, she smiled.

“Finally! Finally I get rid of you!”

He was on the floor now. “This poisonous relationship is over.”

Frothing at the mouth, his world was a blur… and then it went black.

From @roshd: The first time we sat this close was at Juhu beach in the fading light. I still remember the thrill of that first kiss.It wasn’t too long before I slipped a ring on her finger and she took my name. Our two lovely boys completed the circle of love. Life is Good. Am grateful.

From @anjana_murali: Five years back he had argued that a traditional girl like Priya would not be able to adjust to his lifestyle. Today, as he pulled her into a close dance at one of the many parties they were now a regular at, he realised that his parents had always made the right choices for him.

From @missshwe: She poured her heart out to him. Coaxed him. Hugged him. Begged him. Tried to manipulate him. Pleaded to him. Negotiated with him. Tried to seduce him. Cried in his lap. Hit him. Prayed to him. But he sat there stoic. She couldn't penetrate those walls. He was closed.

From @servantofkrsna:

 "I don't feel like going on this trip." , he said.
She: "Why's that? "
"I'm going with my dad.", he said in a matter-of-fact tone
"How can that even be a deterrent?!", she asked in an incredulous tone
"We aren't *close* to each other." , he replied.

From @MixelRandy: Pia stared at the treasure in front of her. It glittered with the light of a thousand stars, tempting, teasing. But something held her back. Something in a story she had once read, with a girl just like her in it. Something about opening a Box. No. She closed the lid. Maa sighed with relief.

From @sinpinklove: He had played with her emotions, her life. She was just another victim.He destroyed her innocence.She had believed in love.He had broken her trust.She had built dreams.He had only calculated the money she would fetch. Taking a puff, waiting for her next client she had closed her heart forever.

From @TandooriCutlet: She sat quietly in her chair, staring quietly. Just looking made her heart beat faster. Taking a deep breath, she revelled in the fragrance. Glassy eyed, she slipped into a happy daydream that plastered a goofy smile on her face. The strawberry pie seemed sinfully scrumptious. She really hoped it was close to dinner time.

From @sagarsion: When im gone , carry on, don't mourn , rejoice every time u hear the sound of voice , just know that im looking down on u smilin, I didn't feel a thing , so baby don't feel my pain , just smile bak.... Eminem V/S #3 1997 notes from undrground.

From @AnOddYellow: He had just a few minutes. He was panting and running as fast as he could. Then he heard the announcement ‘The gates to hell are closed for this year’. He asked the guard ‘where should I go now? What should I do? He replied “well, go to the place worse than hell: earth’.

From @IncompleteWaste: They fought, today. She wanted to spend some time together, while watching a cute romantic movie, but he had already made plans to play football. Evening came. They hadn't spoken all day. ''Good night. Sorry'', he texted. ''I love you'', she replied. At that moment, nothing could separate them. Too far, but still close.

From @itsFreelancer: She smiled. His lips formed her name as he struggled to form words. She looked at his broken self with a burning love to shame even cupid. Her hand trembled. He felt safe. Still smiling she took the pillow and held it over his face until his heart stopped to a close. The smile lingered.

From @bitchwanti: The satin band pressed against her eyelids. The black was overpowering. Claustrophobic. She gripped the bed sheet tight. Cool air tickled her naked skin. She shrieked. "I'm close", he said not moving from his chair and continued to sketch her goose pimpled flesh.

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