Day7: WriteTribe Festival of Words #writebravely

Once upon a time there was a girl,
Naive and sweet.
Her heart open with love
Twenty-four seven.
But people entered,
And left without a word.
And worse, left their baggage,
Of thrash for her to deal with.

Initially she shrugged the hurts aside,
And went on loving ;
Opening her heart Twenty-four seven.
But the thrash kept piling;
The weight was a heart ache,
And finally she had to let it all tumble out.

She’s much wiser now,
And happier too.
She still opens her heart,
At times for others.
But it’s open only for herself,
Twenty-four seven.!

This was my take on today’s picture prompt.

Day 3: Write Tribe Festival of Words #writebravely

This picture was the prompt for day 3 of Write Tribe’s Festival of Words. Do let me know what you think of my take on it.


They gave her a room of her own
With a soft bed and other pretty things
And when she sat down with them at the table
Her eyes widened at the sight of the food.
They gave her clothes
Pretty dresses
And the shoes
Blue sneakers
They told her she had to dress up well now
As she belonged to them.
They took her places.
The park, the beach
And as they sat under the umbrella,
She ran towards the water.
She looked around surreptitiously.
And when she was sure no one was watching
She took off her shoes and set them neatly on the shore
And running into the water,
Splashed happily in the waves
Till she heard them call.



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