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Once, i created a clone of myself.
identical down to the very last atom.

a month later, i killed it-

I could not take it.

it was just like me-
only happier,better than me

and of course you liked it more.
inspired by one of the stories in shorteststory.com
They say time heals all wounds
But the scars are still freaking there
I still remember how it felt
I cant forget it
I can't forget what happened
How i never told anyone about it for years
how i had NIGHTMARES about it every time i slept
how when i finally told they didn't believe me
told me i must have been misinterpreting it
and it couldn't have been that bad
But it was that bad.
I was telling the truth.
And i can't just stop being hurt because it makes people uncomfortable.
I am a person
and my experiences are real.
They may not believe you,but you should still report it.
Is this the truth
or just another lie?
You've told me the how
now tell me the why.
I hope it's the truth
but we know
it's another disguise.
I wish I was indifferent,
but i know we are both just trying not to cry.
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Aparna
and I was sinking
into the fathomless dark gyres
of his coal-black eyes
those gorgonising eyes,
so mysterious...


For BLT's word of the day challenge:
gyre
 Jul 2020 Khyati
amanda
subtle
 Jul 2020 Khyati
amanda
there’s a subtly
to your softness
the starkness of your beauty
almost hides

almost
it’s in her eyes
or is it her smile?

to lili
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Alice
the end
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Alice
imagine wasting three years of your life
on someone who leaves your most
vulnerable and fragile emotions on
Read 8:27 PM
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Shin
Finished
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Shin
Move your feet and read the room.
Your time's elapsed, face your doom.
Leap into the tomb
Little *****, your life's collapsed.
Just a little short one
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Shreya Das
Sing...
 Jul 2020 Khyati
Shreya Das
She loves to sing when no one can hear,
She fades away darkness and fear.
She sings ‘Hello?’ to the sunshine,
She lights up the stars of the night sky.

   She sings when the flowers bloom,
   She sings when the sorrow loom.
   She sings the winter away,
   She sings to the spring everyday.

She sings when the lady smiles,
She sings when the little birds fly.
She sings her pain today,
She sings her love everyday.
She used to keep her melancholy aside and used to sing to me, as we plucked wild roses from the bushes everyday.
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