Moonlight Kiss.. Dec '05 (Part 3)





"So, how does it feel to be back here?"
"Like having to go down memory lane..all alone"
"You have to let go Michael."
"I can't.." I say, and walk away from my sister.

The beach is deserted. People are still scared. It's been exactly an year since the horrifying calamity had struck.
An year without Jenna.

I left after the tsunami. i couldn't bear looking at the waves that had pulled her in, that had destroyed 'us'.
But today, I had to come back. I wanted to face the power of the water, however calm it may seem to look.

I walk along the beach. The sun is setting in the horizon. There's silence all around, and the cold is setting in.
The clouds darken. It is going to rain.
My head hangs low, and I don't stop the tears from flowing..

The moonlight makes the sand glow.
And my eyes catch hold of a purple gem.

My hands tremble as I pick it up the ring. I wipe the sand off it, and I feel the engraved words with my fingers.
I know it is hers, but I cannot believe t.

I fall down on my knees and kiss the ring.

There is a thunder , and it pours down.
Closing my eyes, my hands tightly grip the ring.

"Our love was more powerful Jenna..It still is."

The wind blows, and the moon hides behind the clouds..
.........

Entered this story for the competition being held by Tay Tay.
http://rawrseries.blogspot.com


Hope you all enjoyed the read :)
Take Care!

Love,
Philo.

Comments

  1. CяystalSeptember 26, 2011 at 9:14 AM

    Because love is indeed the strongest. <3
    Put together really well. I liked the series, hun :)

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  2. Superrrnickkk...!!!!September 26, 2011 at 9:26 AM

    Brilliantly done... Nice finish.. I liked it.. Thinking about the characters.. Its a brave thing to face the demons of past n let go off things.. So when he visits back.. It was beautifully written.. The words said a lot more.. Loved it :):)

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  3. suvaibaSeptember 26, 2011 at 9:40 AM

    hey
    thnks fr the cmmt
    following u,
    and yes the concept of love is indeed one amongst something which stands still through all sins of man and through all the atrocities of nature
    gr8 work:)
    and the last line is super touching..!
    :)

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  4. suvaibaSeptember 26, 2011 at 9:42 AM

    hey
    thnks fr the cmmt
    following u,
    and yes the concept of love is indeed one amongst something which stands still through all sins of man and through all the atrocities of nature
    gr8 work:)
    and the last line is super touching..!
    :)

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  5. Red HandedSeptember 26, 2011 at 9:43 AM

    Some things are just meant to be..Through all the turmoils and hardships that cross their path, they still make it till the end together...
    That was beautiful PHILO!

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  6. UnknownSeptember 26, 2011 at 9:55 AM

    I enjoy the twists and turns your stories and poems consists of, they are commendable! Very Nice :)

    Love, Risha :)

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  7. Brian MillerSeptember 26, 2011 at 10:21 AM

    oh wow...i love your end...a hope and perhaps an answer in theface of tragedy....loved it!

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  8. Blasphemous AestheteSeptember 26, 2011 at 7:19 PM

    Love never dies.

    Nice read.


    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  9. Miss CortniSeptember 26, 2011 at 9:41 PM

    So dramatic and very nice! You're an amazing writer :)

    - missshesaid.blogspot.com <3

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  10. Ed PilollaSeptember 26, 2011 at 10:28 PM

    i enjoyed your series. i like that you took a real life story, something significantly less than happily ever after and still found the love in the end and the eternal truth that life goes on.

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  11. bailiSeptember 26, 2011 at 11:16 PM

    yes love is most powerful thing on earth it create the miracles,beautiful touching writing
    blessings

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  12. OvaisSeptember 27, 2011 at 1:32 AM

    I want to go to the beach!

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  13. my day in a sentenceSeptember 27, 2011 at 1:50 PM

    Oh, you enetered the competition! I hope it all ends well! :)

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  14. Pramoda MeduriSeptember 27, 2011 at 5:55 PM

    That's the ending, good one..;) read the missed part too.. nice composition dear..

    Keep it up..

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  15. KalyanSeptember 28, 2011 at 10:40 AM

    nicely crafted lines...lovely words!

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  16. AnonymousSeptember 30, 2011 at 12:32 AM

    As i came to the end, I my hair stood on ends!
    Amazing flow of words. Keep it up.
    You know, its tougher to raise emotions of Joy. Its a challenge, which I think you will take up.
    Give it a try.
    God Bless.

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