Storywriters

Contributions from writers in our poetry and short story contests…and, writers who just want to share their stories…

Short Story – The Sudden Makeover – Mehreen Ahmed

The Sudden Makeover
By: Mehreen Ahmed

Once, there lived three friends, Una, Ulle and Ursula. While they were all outgoing, Una was a bit shy, Usha was not and Ursula, the happy medium, perfectly poised between the two. Ulle’s vivacity sometimes angered Una to the hilt. One day, they went out to have coffee and as they were looking for a place to sit down, Una said haltingly as always that she wanted to sit at the far end of the room. This enraged Ulle.

“You’re really awkward, you know!” She said. “And why can’t we sit in the middle?”

“Because, I’m embarrassed.”

“Who do you think would look at you?”

“May be no-one!”

“Still you’re, the way you are! You will not change.”

“I can’t change; you should know that by now.”

“Now, now let’s not waste time arguing over seats,” Ursula chimed in. “Why can’t we all sit in that corner next to the wall, best of both worlds?”

They both nodded in agreement as they walked through the crowded restaurant towards the semi-dark corner of the room. Una sat down with her back towards people so she didn’t have to look at them and vice versa, and Ulle sat grudgingly opposite her with Ursula in the middle. Once settled in their seats, they ordered coffee and orange almond which they loved so much. The friends soon forgot their differences and started to chat. They were in their mid-life but when they got together, became ageless. Nothing could change the way they giggled and the way they nattered.
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Short Story – Macchiato – Mehreen Ahmed

Macchiato

By: Mehreen Ahmed

Meaka woke up with a cold sweat. By the clock sitting next to her on the bedside table, it was three in the morning. She lay there in the dark, cold and sleepless thinking of getting out of bed. But somehow she could not. Her limbs would not give an inch and yet her brain kept saying otherwise. It felt as though it was racing — and racing it was like crazy. In the semi-darkness she looked across the room — an empty chair. Her gaze fixed on it almost asking it for a solution but this overwhelming inertia was hard to knock off.

Restlessness seized her when she finally got out of bed. It was four`0’ clock. Just a few hours from now, she was meeting a friend for coffee. Quietly slipping into her sandals she grabbed her dressing gown, opened the door softly and went into the living room closing the door behind her.
She turned one of the blinds poles to look through the narrow blade slits. The dark sky over the horizon had only just started to glow. Meaka waited for the sun. It steadily came up spreading some of that hue across the sky. She was going to have breakfast with Riana soon. A strange sort of pleasure possessed her at the thought. Last week’s coffee meeting was such an eye-opener; none of Riana’s stories moved her so much, as did this one.
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Poem – Real Love – Lamar Cole

Real Love

By: Lamar Cole

 

Love that soars above the clouds.

Love that knows no bounds.

Love that always brings a smile.

Love that never goes out of style.

 

Love that stays around for a while.

Love that brings a beautiful child.

Love that lasts for life.

Love that binds a husband and wife.

This is real love.

Poem – Moon Shy – Lamar Cole

Moon Shy

By: Lamar Cole

 

Dark clouds racing across the sky.

True love began to fly.

In a love nest so dry.

 

The sky has gone from blue to gray.

The sun tried to peek through.

But the only sunshine in the room today,

Was my darling you.

 

The day turned into a night so crisp and cold.

A million stars dotted the sky.

On my sweetheart and I they did spy.

While the moon seemed shy.

Poem – Heavenly Body – Lamar Cole

Heavenly Body

By: Lamar Cole

 

Ducks swimming in the pond.

I held a star in my arms.

That star darling was you.

On a summer night so new.

 

Frogs croaking,

Crickets chirping songs of love.

Heavenly body in my arms.

Slowly brewing summer storm.

Poem – Loudest Roar – Lamar Cole

Loudest Roar

By: Lamar Cole

 

When I’m with you darling,

I feel like an eagle that forever soars.

I feel like a lion with the loudest roar.

I feel like a King with a throne of gold.

I feel like a stallion that never grows old.

 

When I touch you,

I feel like the tallest fire.

I feel the passion that grows higher and higher.

The flame that never dies.

A tide of romance that always rise.

Poem – Love Dance – Lamar Cole

Love Dance

By: Lamar Cole

 

The moon danced with the stars.

The clouds tangoed with the sky.

My sweetheart and I love danced in the grass.

Passion was sweet and fast.

 

The wind waltzed with the night.

The mood was just right.

My heart swung with her soul.

Until early light.

Poem – Color of Love – Lamar Cole

Color of Love

By: Lamar Cole

 

God colored the sky blue.

God colored love true.

God colored the grass green.

Darling, God colored true love me and you.

Poem – Autumn Chill – Lamar Cole

Autumn Chill

By: Lamar Cole

 

It’s twilight.

The sun escorts the moon to the night.

The sun sleeps, the wind howls.

My sweetheart smiles.

 

Autumn chill,

Sweetheart’s warm feel,

Sultry looks,

Heart be still.

Poem – Dark Holes – Kenja

the earth opens and sucks in all that loves ,giving back unexplained terror

letting us wonder like lost puppies, it hits the one that loves with not only his mind and body

but mainly soul letting us have glory, when we lose it

it feels as if a million knifs going through our hearts, hearing the voice everyday through the trees

seeing the face control all nature, still protecting from a distance

only to show the true feelings of caring, not letting us go without a fight of redemption

to give us comfort of peace and warmth, to let us breathe the world known to him

making the force unknown to the unloved.

Poem – Barbara (Angel in Disguise) – Lamar Cole

Barbara (Angel in Disguise)

By: Lamar Cole

 

As long as I live, I will always be a fan.

Of the lovely, wonderful Barbra Streisand.

 

Voice so pure and enchanting when she sings.

You can hear romantic bells ring.

Whether singing high or low.

Her words always have a beautiful flow.

 

Soft melodies that could make a person cry.

Songs of emotion that could bring a tear to the eye.

Angel in disguise, lady of grace.

One of the best song stylists on this earth’s face.

Poem – Sweet Love Wins – Lamar Cole

Sweet Love Wins

By: Lamar Cole

 

Bonfire burns.

Firelight flickering softly upon your skin.

Flames rising high.

Passion reaching the sky.

 

Lips touching,

Hands searching,

Hearts blend.

Sweet love wins.

Poem – Passion Cry – Lamar Cole

Passion Cry

By: Lamar Cole

 

My sweetheart and I cuddling in the field.

The cornstalks standing tall.

The magic of love everywhere.

Exciting like the county fair.

 

Breathing becomes shallow.

Heads become light.

The stars hugged the sky.

Through the night was heard.

A sweet sound of passion cry.

Poem – So Serene – Lamar Cole

So Serene

By: Lamar Cole

 

The wind felt cool upon my back.

Her eyes looked like shimmering pools of pearls.

The moon kissed the stars goodnight.

I held my sweetheart so very tight.

 

The sand felt good between my toes.

Her scent sweet as a rose.

The water looked so blue green.

Love by the sea so serene.

Poem – Good Loving Man – Lamar Cole

Good Loving Man

By: Lamar Cole

 

My sweetheart is as sweet as raindrops dripping off a rose petal.

As lovely as the beams reflected from the moon.

As brilliant as the brightest star.

As romantic as a Paul Anka tune.

 

She’s as lively as Glenn Miller’s Big Band.

As fresh as a winter snow that covers the land.

Neverending love like grains in the sand.

Makes me feel like her good loving man.