I Wish

I wish to turn back the clock and make everything right

I wish I could return to that point and fight not flight
I wish for the chance at the happiness that I had always longed for
I wish for a lighter baggage to fit through the proverbial door

I wish for the fear to vacate my soul
I wish for the ghosts to haunt me no more
I wish for the normalcy that others possess
I wish for the passion that would cause me to digress

I wish for a second try devoid of doubt
I wish for the opportunity to stand out
I wish to let the past rest in its grave
Or else my poor future I cannot save

MINIATURE WRITING CHALLENGE #69

(Tuesday 15th November – Monday 21st November)

This week’s theme is Passion. Write a short story, poem or haiku inspired by this theme.

Challenge Rules 

Quote Me

In response to the Daily Post’s prompt “Quote Me”

Do you have a favorite quote that you return to again and again? What is it, and why does it move you?

“All’s Fair in Love and War”

This particular phrase has always stuck with me, because of how much it highlights the similarities between two acts fueled by passion. While war is inherently destructive and formidable, love too has often had the same effect. With love sometimes being a common motive for war, and therefore aiding in such destruction. But as a whole, I’m attracted to the initial juxtaposition that forces one to delve deeper in order to understand the similarities between two seemingly opposing concepts.

“There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.”

– William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

I love this quote because it sends a very clear message that is often forgotten. One needs to seize life’s chances when they come by, because what may seem like an obstacle can actually be an opportunity in disguise.

 

Mysterious Tale

On this very first day of the year

Let us hold on to all that’s dear

As you forget that which ails

I will tell you a gripping tale

One of mystery and constant thrills

As it progresses it will give you chills

A story of crime so intense

Blink for a moment and it will make no sense

Who is the culprit and who is the victim?

Are they the same or can you distinguish them?

So is our tale of passion and fury

One was wronged and the other wasn’t sorry

Intimate Bond

An intimate bond

With a firing passion

Not always so warm