A Symphony Of Scars

(Photo Credit: Sue Vincent)

Honor the very badge he sacrificed at the altar of love

Paying scant heed to pleas fervent and threats forceful;

The obstinate heart that ignored every why, what and how

The soul that felt with such abdication, so light and delightful.


Dignity and valour metamorphosed into concepts remarkably trivial

Self-esteem and standing eviscerated by a radiant and dazzling smile;

A twirl, a curtsy and a bow for him were spectacles singularly surreal

To catch just a glimpse of her bewitching eyes, he was ready to walk the last mile


Now he wallows in misery known to none since he is a recluse

Racked by pain and remorse, he watches the setting sun and the shining stars;

The Faustian bargain which he unwittingly made offers but no truce

Only time will be the unbiased healer, even though he will be left with his scars.

This is a response to the #writephoto Prompt – Honour curated over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo. Click on the link to read other stories inspired by the image.

Professor Quah Hock Gin

(Photo Credit: Priya Bajpal)

It was yet another variant of the famous “Marshmallow” Test. The topical question of instant versus delayed gratification had become the Holy Grail of Behavioural Psychology and Economics. The 4 year olds trooping in were instructed to pick a straw a clip and 2 conch shells. If they could restrain themselves from picking more of any of the assembled objects for five minutes, their share would be doubled. Their reactions and restraints were secretly observed by Quah Hock Gin the greatest living psychologist of his time.

Dr. Gin’s report when completed would topple received wisdom on its head!

(Word Count: 98)

This story was written as part of the FRIDAY FICTIONEERS challenge, more about which may be found HERE

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