Note: 55 Fictions is precise form of micro-fiction that refers to the works of fiction limited to a maximum of fifty-five words. Yet this one is in 88 words-limit..
Fiction 88
~ Captivating Sight ~
Every time I went out,
I found this strange old man on the street.
Sometimes, he would just come near me
and invoke blessings on my head
with his conjure gesture.
*
Yet occasionally,
I didn’t like him despite his gratifying behavior
because
I knew he had inexorably cashed on,
out of his hardship.
*
For there are opportunities for him
to work much harder with other people like him
but he found conveniently profitable,
the begging.
*
It was difficult to resist his captivating sight...
..though I knew he was blind.
~ Captivating Sight ~
Every time I went out,
I found this strange old man on the street.
Sometimes, he would just come near me
and invoke blessings on my head
with his conjure gesture.
*
Yet occasionally,
I didn’t like him despite his gratifying behavior
because
I knew he had inexorably cashed on,
out of his hardship.
*
For there are opportunities for him
to work much harder with other people like him
but he found conveniently profitable,
the begging.
*
It was difficult to resist his captivating sight...
..though I knew he was blind.
oh wow...that was really...sad and great!!
ReplyDeletetouching post...
ReplyDeletehard hitting...
reveals the prejudiced society's quick conclusions....
liked the narration and the words...
u did hit the bull's eye this time...
grt effort indeed ...
wanna read more micro fictions from you....
keep writing buddy
cheers:)
Very touching! Good observation, and beautiful flow of words.
ReplyDeleteThat was too good.
ReplyDeleteOh my... such a touching post... those eyes and the last line hit me really hard... awesome post
ReplyDeleteohh my ... that is such a touching post... those eyes and the last line hit me really hard... awesome post...
ReplyDeleteSo down to earth.
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