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With trembling hands
He opened the door
A million images flashed in front of his eyes
What he saw next made his heart sore
Lying on the bed
Draped with a clean white sheet
Her face was bloated,
Swollen and red
Scratches covering her feet
Her leg was bluish,
Breathing was ragged
One hand in a plaster, the other bandaged
Her body was brutally ravaged
The room seemed redolent of a strange eeriness
It reeked of death and acid
With no trace of dirt and painfully white walls
It somehow seemed placid
Other than the beeping monitors
The ringing telephone
The sound of rushed footsteps and hushed voices
An awkward silence hung in the air
He breathed a sigh of relief
When she fluttered her eyes
And silently hummed a prayer
In the middle of the night
He had received a call
There had been an accident
A ruthless case of hit-and- run
His mind began to whirl
He said he’d be there in an instant
She was rushed to the hospital
And put in intensive care
He had no hope she would survive
Sleep offered no comfort
For he had petrifying nightmares
As she now looked at him with dreary eyes
And motioned for him to come closer
A ray of hope warmed his heart
Time would heal all wounds
And soon they’d be celebrating the beauty of life with ardor. .
Bottled Up Sentiments. . 
Yea and we’re what we eat ! :P
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-CT
Thank you Chris ! :)
Question bud,
did you draw the girl at the top with the black eye? Ps the writing is good as always. Do you ever try your hand at different types of writing? (i.e. short stories or some prose.) Just curious!
-CT
Oh no, I can’t draw. :P
Yea, I wrote a short story a long time ago. Showed it to my friend.
She said- stick to poetry, that’s what you’re best at. :P
Now that you’ve mentioned it, I think I’ll try my hand at prose. :)
AGAIN…your forte :(
“Happy endings” are not my forte. :)
you are very good, Sanah, at ‘painting a picture of darkness’ and then ‘re-painting it bright’ and making the reader feel happy and joyful with relief…..nicely done.
Ah well, I think I believe in “happy endings” now ! :P
Thank you ! :)