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The Necklace

written by: Akanksha Singh

@ASiswriting

 

She burned everything to the ground,
watched, as it turned into a mound.
Emotional human in her- grimaces,
makes a necklace from the leftover ashes.
Initially unaware of its heavyweight,
she fell for the age-old bait.
Moved ahead, turned a new leaf,
did not reminisce or shed grief.
But all throughout her travelled path,
the necklace left some of its part.

As she neared towards the end,
grew the lightness of the pendant.
Elated she looked back fast,
but her joy did not last.
Every road where she had once stroll,
smelled of burnt leaves and charcoal.
Her journey was over now,
all she could say was “ciao“.
Her whole life flashes,
what if she hadn’t collected the ashes?

Akanksha Singh

Akanksha Singh

Akanksha Singh is the Fiction Editor of the newly launched magazine 'The Finest Example'. She identifies herself as an avid reader and a passionate writer. She has completed her MS in Life Sciences but currently, she is looking to establish herself as a writer. She shares most of her work on her blog, My Bubble, but a few of her stories have been published in Active Muse and other magazines. She loves travelling and you probably can bribe her with good food!
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