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THE DARK SECRET

Its official.  Its broken. Snapping last ties.
A scuffle. An unintended touch. Eyes meet. Differences begin to melt. A trifle glance. A weird smile follows. A maddening moment. Heart beats faster.  Fail to utter words. A strange affinity. Reason loses to impulse. Charmed ,enamoured. Lips lock.  Emotions fused. Bliss.
Sun rises. Regrets. A nocturnal mistake.

SHE AND HE

Reflection : Do you really love him ?
She (reluctantly) : Yes, I do.
Reflection : Tell him.
She (sadly) : He’s too good for me. He doesn’t.
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Reflection : You like her ?
He : Like ? I love her !
Reflection : Why don’t you tell her ?
He ( laughs it away ) : She’s too good for me. She doesn’t.

FATHERS' DAY

You never said: But I know-
You were glad enough to see my smiling face. You were deeply distressed to see me in tears. You were angry when a playmate hit me. You were proud of me when I won a prize. You consider me as one of the greatest gifts of your life.
I never said: But you know it well-
Papa, I love you more than life.

SHE AND HE :55 FICTION

She gazed into emptiness.
She cried.
A teardrop fell on the window sill.
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He was hitting the nail with the hammer.
Something stirred him.
The hammer hit his finger instead.
A drop of blood fell on the window sill.

YOUR CHILDREN BY KHALIL GIBRAN

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you, they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
Which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite.
And He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hands be for happiness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
So He loves the bow that is stable.