Strawberry Fields

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ImageAnd in that void, I swayed. To the beauty of the moment that embraced me. The breeze of silent whispers that softly hit my drums like a soft love song sung behind closed doors and thick walls. And as I closed my eyes, and breathed stronger till my nose converged within itself, I let my worries out through a whiff of air that escaped my mouth. And I was there..

I walked through the garden, sunlit green. Rose kissed trees smiling at me, reaching out for an embrace.

‘Can you walk here to me?’, I asked.

And they swayed their head in melancholy. How unfair life is, isn’t it? To build a desire you simply can not please? Their roots held them back, so I could see. Like most of you, and I, him and she. So I walked to her, so tall and pink and green. And as I melted into the bark of the tree, her twiggy arms encircled me. And as I let go, all dusty and pink, she gave me a strawberry which made me think..

I wonder how she knew I wanted one, so juicy and sweet?

As I treaded on the infinite stone path that didn’t seem to end, I held the strawberry in my hand. And pondered if I hadn’t walked to the tree, if my desire to have one would be in vain? That would’ve been a shame..

So I looked at the vultures that orbited me, and I gulped down the berry before they could see.

My berry, my berry, all mine” was all I could think..

And as the berry struggled through my pipe, and bounced inside me, my vision became clearer and I could finally see. Did the sun just become brighter, or is it just me? I thought to myself..

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The sun indeed was livelier, the veins of the flowers pursed like a lady’s lips to kiss her beloved, the grass became younger than I last remembered..

It was a breakthrough, that much I could see. Closed doors opened, visions got clearer, things started to unravel.. And did life suddenly make more sense that it ever did to me?

And as I stared at the gold butterfly that sat on my nose, and flapped its wings to synchronize with my lashes, the voices called out to me.

Wake up, wake up, have you fallen asleep?’.

I felt a tug on my arm, though I could not see. And I reached out to the branch of the tree, to save me. The pull became stronger, and as I let out a scream.. The butterfly turned to dust, the tree fell apart, the sun deceased. The darkness sucked me in through a straw I didn’t fit in to, but such is darkness, and such it has always been..


 

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12 responses »

  1. This is honestly better than anything you have ever written, and that in itself is a great compliment, considering you write so well. Well done. The rhythm and the way the entire piece progressed amazed me. It also saddens me considering I can’t write like this. But kudos!

    • You just made my day. I’m glad you think so.
      And don’t be modest. You know you’re an amazing writer yourself.

  2. Most people have ideas that they want to pen down and express themselves but rarely do you find people who do that so well and naturally that it takes you through a journey into their mind and you know exactly what intent had motivated them to write in the first place and that is exactly what happened when I read this brilliant piece of writing kudos 🙂

  3. Wow, just wow. It literally lulled me to a sleepy, calm stupor. Yet, it then gave a small poke to awaken once more at the end. I think this is really one of your best pieces. I think I’d actually come back to it. When I want to escape. Beautiful, truly.

  4. Xenia, I read this twice and I’m at a loss for words. This is one of the most captivating and extraordinary things I’ve ever read. Wow, I’m going to bookmark this. Absolutely amazing. Even better than Epiphany.

    • Didn’t expect such a response from you guys.
      Every single time someone appreciates my work, it motivates me to pursue writing as a serious thing. God knows i’ve always wanted to. I just need a push. And this counts as one.

      I’m chuffed. Thank you! 🙂

  5. beautifully written! the opening sentence takes you on a journey that makes you hum this timeless song as you go along. you have this quality of luring the reader into your world and leaving him/her wanting more. brilliant! write on, write on.

  6. Its like the reader experiences each and everything you’ve written and takes the ride with you, which in itself is beyond awesome. Brilliantly written. Thanks to you, I now crave strawberries. Sigh.

    • Sometimes you take an inward journey, and more often that not you want someone to take along with you. With my writing, i do exactly that. Glad you could be there with me, along with all those who’ve read this.

      Thank you, Faiza!
      Strawberries on me! Haha.

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