It was past midnight. The tick of the clock and the hum of the AC were deafening in the still midnight. Why is it that everything appears magnified in the darkness of the night, the fears, and even the hunger. I felt famished. The culprit? A mouth blister that hindered me to eat enough, the pain is just excruciating. I prepared myself a mug of hot chocolate drink and drank it with some bites of cheese cake soothing to my hurting mouth and satisfying my gustatory cravings.
As I could not sleep even after satiating those hunger pangs in my stomach, I decided to write in advance this Sunday’s prompt at One Single Impression ~ Dawn.
My mind was swimming in endless thoughts. I could not decide on what to write to render the prompt. Will it be a short story? A poem? Or some morning thoughts? There was a raging conflict within my mind on what to write. I decided, let me write what all came to my mind and do the final choice at the end.
Will I write about:
A poor scavenger boy’s struggle
Whose life and survival
Depended on mounds of garbage
That he collected and removed
His income linked to the quantum handled
He always looked forward to heaps of rubbish
In every new dawn?
Or will I write about:
A colleague’s utter agony
When she was diagnosed
With stage two cancer
Followed by inevitable mastectomy
Almost halfway through her
Enervating chemo sessions
She wished for a remission
Hopeful that she’d still wake up to
Many more new dawns?
Or will I write about:
A farmer’s poor lot
Who after planting his crops
Had the misfortune of a typhoon
That wreaked havoc on his field
Ravaging the bountiful crop he had hoped
Leaving nothing but barren land
Crushed though, his hopes were not dashed
Resilient he was in the belief
That in the months to come
He can raise fresh crops
To recoup his staggering loss
Positively looking forward in his life for
A bright new dawn?
Or will I write about:
Life is full
Of ups and downs
Of highs and lows
Of blessings and trials
Of tranquility and storms
Of peace and wars
Of joys and sorrows
But for every down
Trial, storm, low
War and sorrow
There lay ahead
A bright, new DAWN?
The roosters in the neighborhood have started crowing noisily. I looked at my watch. It’s almost five in the morning. The sun has started scattering its bright light on the horizon. The glasses in my bedroom window shimmered in the early morning light that the thick curtains could hardly conceal.
Whewww….good morning fellow OSI writers!!! J
I am just overwhelmed this morning seeing a bright new dawn and have nothing sensible in mind to finally write, after spending almost half of my sleeping hours wide awake like an owl. Now haggard looking and wished to hit the pillow once again… J ;)
But what a dawn, a beautiful dawn… J
Yeah, morning has broken and yet, my mind was still not able to decide what am I finally gonna write? Weewwww... :P
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P.S. Thanks to Leo for this Sunday's prompt at One Single Impression. But I feel bad Leo I was not able to do justice to it....:-(...weeewwww...sowweeee....:-(!!!
Written for
One Single Impression (Prompts: Dawn)
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