Seasons: Part 2

First part was published yesterday. Chilling shivers crawled in my veins when I saw my bloody-self inside my wrecked car. “So what am I now? Am I a soul now? Am I dead? Am I alive?” I shouted but no voice left me. The ambulance arrived. Several medical staffs tried to retrieve my blood-soaked body. The unfolding scene is nauseating but I… Continue reading Seasons: Part 2

Seasons: Part 1

My soul still searches for you. For five long years, I was able to avoid this street. I was able to forget this area. I wanted to avoid you. I wanted to avoid us until my car stopped. It ceased to move, for reasons I don’t know. I guess it brought me here, to the corner we call our… Continue reading Seasons: Part 1

Winter’s Dance*

Winter's Dance* *A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets,who I consider a dear friend,  Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res. Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari. Winter’s Dance Barren land blanketed with… Continue reading Winter’s Dance*

Autumn’s Passage*

Autumn's Passage* *A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets, who I consider a dear friend,  Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res. Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari. Autumn’s Passage Leaves painted in sunset… Continue reading Autumn’s Passage*

Hiems: A Haiku

Hiems: A Haiku ©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer Below zero temp creates clear white stalactites sparkling stalagmites. — Photo credit: F.T. Ledrew of Hook, Line and Inkwell (Thank you, my friend! <3) In response to Blogging from A to Z Challenge: H is for Haiku Haiku Haiku is: syllabic (17 syllables or less) an imagist poem (draws the… Continue reading Hiems: A Haiku

The Bloodiest Leaf

My friends love either spring or summer with the shining bright soleil. I am the odd fan of fall. The only kid who loves to see trees go skeletal. Little do they know the leaf-less twigs also scared me. But I still love fall because of my granny! She lives in a brick red house… Continue reading The Bloodiest Leaf

WRITING 101: Seasons (FINALE)

NOTE: This is the FINALE of my original short story titled SEASONS. For a better reading experience, please read the first two parts first, Seasons and Season Part II. "This can't be," my mind whispers. But my heart and my senses know, it is him. When I finally look into his dark brown eyes, words ran out of… Continue reading WRITING 101: Seasons (FINALE)

WRITING 101: Seasons

My soul still search for you. For five long years, I was able to avoid this street. I was able to erase this area. I wanted to avoid you. I wanted to avoid us. Until my car stopped. It ceased to move, for reasons I don’t know. I guess it brought me here. To the corner we call our… Continue reading WRITING 101: Seasons