PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Renee Heath

PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Renee Heath


“Tell me honey why does the wax melt to give us light?”

“Ohh Well , i don’t know exactly but..”

“We never know anything exactly sweetheart , the world’s a changing stage ,  a changing change in motion”

“Well that’s some mature thinking but the wax..i think it teaches us the significance of pain.”

“You are on the right track dear , go on..”

“So it teaches us to let go of our pain and spread happiness to others?”

“In a way it does , but what is it similar to?”

“I am not sure.”

“The wax melts , like my heart..”

“I love you baby”

“I love you too.”




This is my 100th post since i have started blogging and is dedicated to someone special.

Thank you , for encouraging me to start blogging.

Thank you , for being there always.

Thank you , for just everything.



A Life

Where hath thou vanished?

Drifting among the waves of callousness

Hiding behind the darkness of fear

Will you help us find your twin brother?


Oh Guilt! Eating mankind everyday

Plotting on the pyre of consciousness

Burning it bare , naked

Till the very last flame vanishes.


And then flooding the heart,

With cascades of memories

Bringing tears , every drop

More intense than the last.


Dark storm rising , rippling guilt

Tearing away shards of mistakes into one

Saving the consciousness

In a dire act of faith.


Oh! Mistake , why does thee torment?

Hiding crookedly in thoughts

Luring for a certain time

And then strike with your brother Guilt


You both have done enough damage

Wiping entire Kingdoms,

Threatening an entire civilization

Destroying love even in the time of cholera.


Light amidst the dark of darkness

Hope! Thee land among , light as a feather

Giving a strange feeling , 

A fleeting grace.


Lightning! Flood! Rampage!

All things being born new

The world looks different with love.

The Nature , Our mother , teaching us to love.


And then we learn to love

Mistakes doesn’t matter ,

Only the need to be felt alive , to love

Sweeping our very instincts.


Choose now! Mistake,guilt or love,hope?

The choice , the deepest desires not denied

Love? Love in mistakes done or mistakes in choosing love?

Hope? Hope in guilt being gone or guilt in hope staying?


Our life , orchestrated by Nature

A path , a faith renewed.

The ability to love , The rightness

Eclipsed every mistake made along the way.





Violet light : Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly Flash Fiction prompt based on the photo supplied below. If you wish to take part, the idea is to write a piece of fiction of around 100-200 words (usually called flash fiction). You can find the details here.

Sunday Photo Fiction

Sunday Photo Fiction

4:00 am

He sits in the far corner , ignored and hurt. It has been days since his friend had talked to him and for that he feels a little lonely.

There is no spark in his rather dull life until ….

….He can never forget this night. He knows it will forever be etched in his memory.

3:32 am

For days he wanted to find the meaning of life, of hope. And now he has glimpsed it. When he looked towards the window hoping for some sign that tells him that his life has got a meaning he sees one right opposite on the room.

As if by magic……..

…………there appears a violet light that glows bright enough to illuminate the room and his heart. He is transported to a different world where he meets fairies and angels and…

3:57 am

Darkness engulfs him. He knows it was real, he can still feel it.

5:45 am

Violet light again illuminates the room but this time a lot dimmer than before. It dims his hope and vanishes with his.

8:07 am

His friend and master wakes up.

He hears some blabber about “battery fail” of the special bulb ” Violent blues”. It doesn’t make sense to him.

After all he’s just a common teddybear. 😛