This post is written for Day 3 of The Write Tribe Festival of Words June 2018.
She thought he never read her mind.
He did, but only now that she was gone.
Her blue canvas shoes, still waiting,
where she had left them last!
©Esha Mookerjee Dutta. June 2018
Linking this post with The Write Tribe Festival of Words June 2018.
My other posts from the #FOW may be read here:
Day 1: The Past Can Hurt, But—
Day 2: Somethings Gotta Give
Day 3: Farewell
Day 4: The Silence of Love
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Ah! That’s a poignant one!! If only he had…
Great story telling in so few a words.
Made me want to cry
Thanks a lot, Sunita.
very heart touching Esha…
Thanks a lot. So glad you felt that way reading the post.
This is sadness in minimal words. Let’s not be sad. Let her go on snorkeling leaving her shoes neatly on the beach or gone ahead to experience the water and the sand barefoot or gone to buy 2 ice creams from the hawker who is standing just behind the photographer, calling out to the ‘Him’ in the verses for his choice of flavour. Let’s not be sad.
Yes, sadness is the primary emotion that I felt seeing the image. I’m happy you stopped by to share your thoughts here, Anamika. In an alternate story, which is a happier one, she has been playful and naughty, trying to scare someone that she is lost to the waves but is only watching the reactions from a distance and getting amused. Is that cheerful enough, tell me? 🙂
Subtle, a story in bare minimum words. I need to learn this art!
A classic story of too little, too late! If only he had heard her before! Well written Esha, short and upto the mark!
This is so sad But you conveyed the message so well in so few words. Nicely done.
Oh, so much said in so few words! Loved the poignancy
oh.. this is such a lovely poignant piece. touching my soul. short and very sweet.
This tugs the soul. Can feel her pain even as she is gone. This hits the nail-short, succinct and soulful.
Attention paid too late. And for you Esha too much said in few words. Soulful!
Poignant..chole jawar porei sabi bojhe..thakar samay just taken for granted.
Such few words, yet evoke the Desired feeling.
Oh dear. How terribly sad. This rather reminded me of a blog post which I think was by Balaka about the shoes on a river bank in Budapest????
Sometimes we do miss the bus.. Poignant tale, Esha..
A poignant one Esha
Sometimes we don’t understand what the other person has already understood.
Such a depth is just 4 lines..
Very deep and poignant. Nicely done, Esha
How sad is that! Heartbreaking, Esha!