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The Ash Cauldron

by Venky

Bereft of pretensions and oblivious to favour or fear

Going about both her work and life in a manner simple and clear

One such path brought her to the place of his toil

Little did he realise that his life would quickly be in turmoil.

Sorting out taxes in the morning with evenings reserved for beers

His existence became an explosive mix of unrestrained laughter and unconstrained tears

As the professional and the personal slowly obliterated a blurring line

He plunged into the circumstances fully knowing it wouldn’t at all be fine.

Elation and Enthusiasm converge to impress

Reality and futility together to depress.

(Word Count: 104)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#102

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7 comments

crimsonprose April 20, 2019 - 12:20 pm

That, Venky, is stunning.

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venkyninja1976 April 20, 2019 - 1:07 pm

Thanks a billion!

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crimsonprose April 20, 2019 - 3:03 pm

Billion, no less. Wow. 🙂 🙂 🙂

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H.R.R. Gorman April 20, 2019 - 12:59 pm

Nice! The title especially goes together with it – the Ash Cauldron perfectly symbolizes a mixture, a potion that brings regret. Perfect.

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venkyninja1976 April 20, 2019 - 1:08 pm

Thank you so much!

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Tien Skye April 21, 2019 - 8:39 am

“His existence became an explosive mix of unrestrained laughter and unconstrained tears”
This line is beautiful. Love it!

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venkyninja1976 April 21, 2019 - 8:40 am

Thanks Much!

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