Syeda Fatima

“The bride is on fire” by Syeda Fatima

“Listen…”, he felt the wind glide around and whisper, “listen to her saying thank you…” It felt strange for the fact that his wife was in the car with her, and in a couple of minutes, probably sinking down the sea. He watched the waves kiss his feet and roll back in the ocean. the sand crumpled and formed again, but he was too busy to watch the blue, his eyes darted along the rocky coastline far than to be imagined, where he looked at his old pal, the sun. Now a deep, yolky yellow, trying to hide away from the world. He felt it and s...

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“Don't love cuz I will kill then.” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #94

“no, gosh! Liam !”, I screamed trying to pin him down. He wrestled and punched my face. “Love needs to get killed, Clara! And nothing should stay with it!”, he punched harder. “not the kind words, nor the soft glances, love is not supposed to exist! You can’t be good, you…”, I couldn’t breathe in. My nose was smashed. Blood ran through my throat as I choked."""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""He was with me in the operation theatre, he stayed there all the time. I ris...

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“Fire crackles in my heart, autumn leaves crushing beneath” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #76

You make small circles and cross them out on the window. It's foggy and you love playing with the vapors. The warm breath blurs the view again and you continue. But there is something deep in your heart that pinches you. why! You clench your fists. Why would you love a murderer!! You wish you could pull out the soul and throw it away, it makes you angry. Angry or … upset? You don’t know. Maybe you don’t want to. Then you swirl around and return back to the cozy corner near the fireplace. Thunderstorms and it rains heavily as you feel yoursel...

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“blood and apples, ghosts and apples...” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #65

The epic moonlight shined across the lurched trees in the graveyard. I quietly stood there. Did I really end up getting agreed over a stupid bet with Amelia that I would spend a night in the graveyard? I still couldn’t believe it. But I had to prove myself brave…Entering through the crooked gate, I let out a deep breath. Ah! Sophia. I wish you were with me. I wish you never went lost, a tear trickled through my dry cheeks. My eyes had got used to crying all night in remembrance of my sister, my life… if only she was with me, oh how she loved...

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“Remember something?” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #57

‘Tell me, Alex. Who’s the nerd now? Huh?’ his words let out rashly, a chill ran down my spine. ‘Well hello there Ricky! Didn’t see you coming’, I kicked his bicycle as he struggled to balance. ‘I feel you are not glad to see me, is it so?’ I laughed at the fear popping out of his eyes. He was such crap. The ugly face with almond hair gathered over like a pigeon nest and a button-up shirt. To make matters worse, the quirky look on his face with checkered socks tickled me hard. He was so weak; it seemed as if I could blow him away. A li...

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“An icy layer of popsicle” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #53

I glance at the sight of my rainbow Popsicle, melting… just like my life. Slowly and gradually, the colors mixing in an individual, greyish galaxy of their own. Lightly revealing the dullness underneath, crawling away… slipping off quietly.  The picture right next to me seems to laugh at the look of me struggling not to let the liquid drip on my fawn-colored, flawless blouse, that’s my husband. A loving and caring one. A dashing personality perfectly carved on the enduring smile. But he never was my husband, and I don’t dare to tell my ...

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“A lost mermaid” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #49

You lightly shuffle outside in your flip flops. Why are you out in the dark, alone at 2 a.m.? No, you don’t have an answer, maybe you don’t want to. All you know is that you were waiting for this moment for a long time since you first opened your eyes finding yourself grasped in a brutal world, earth. Boy! Your heart is strong…You slowly turn your back on the large wooden door you just pushed out. Your house is small and old, painted with a tinted brown and obsidian black combination you hated. you just came home and now you are out again. Y...

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“Falling up” by Syeda Fatima

Submitted to Contest #47

"Just say it," you silently reminded yourself. You knew you'd regret it if you didn't. You sighed and prepared yourself to speak up as you stood in front of the mirror that reflected a wealthy but distraught lady. Sunlight poured on beside the king-sized pearl bed right on your face. You glanced at the highlighter brightening up your face, the mascara covering up the burning eyes and the loose pale blue-lavender blouse with white slender jeans looking odd on your exquisite body. Ahh… such a life! Ups and downs, ups and downs…..‘Mom!’, she ut...

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