It might be U 32

#afictional story

His world is just the sand, something I don’t have right now. He is creating all kinds of shapes: deformed and slightly proper. How adorable! The little one is trying to make all kinds of creations whose names he can’t mention.

“Uncle Dad look just made a trani,” his voice was playful. He squats shirtless, trying hard to bring his cartoon vision to life. “That is a train. You’ve earned yourself a thousand. Here you go, big guy,” reward given.

Beach Body almost got someone to lift weights. We had to find our way to the gym and train for two months. I Laughed the entire time because Senarita did the most and complained about strains, I was okay.

Unfortunately, my lady did not gain as anticipated. I was just happy with my results. “Money should not be the reward,” a relaxed low tone uttered seriously.

©Joeln

It might be U 31

#fictionalstory

“Seems like everything is ok. The discrepancy comes in because of the time factor,” The gentleman says as we talk. Can you imagine I came up with the idea but couldn’t feel my knees? My nerves tend to betray me: something I have to stash. He delegated and was shocked. Lately, he has been in and out, quite prophylactic: inner disdain.

“Oh wow, glad to know,” I reply calmly. “ The time factor should attend to, will be on my way,” a reply with a handshake. His tone comes with a texture of complexity and sounds very serious and recollected. I thought I was uptight: the meeting has made me know that I am way_ laidback. These are the kind that one needs to feel like they are not doing the most.

Bae had to quit and find a placement. I had to ensure it was okay. She had to be at ease. Just that, feel so bright_

The shared entity was a bad one, especially on the dawn days.

©Joeln

Flights at bay
Mother Nature
Screams
With love
Shaded
Tongue

Ears
Oh God
Heard
Talk later
My nurturer
Didn’t pain

Pinky promise
Mad respect
Mad unknowns
Understand
Before
Straining
The lid

©Joeln

It might be U 30 #fictional story

I am scaling my quarter plan. If i can achieve all this time, the better. It’s getting tricky.

Lately, I have found glitches in these assignments. The reports miss a thing or two. I should schedule a thorough check. Should I even? I don’t know where to start because this moron has left everything to me.

For the second time in a row, it’s evident he needs a partner, but his cards are casting out serious eyes. He can only find a playmate for now because his type is fancy. The only hindrance is that this billionaire is checking his credit balance now and then.

Chuckles escape thoughts interrupted by my thoughts. “If I may ask, what’s funny?” His perplexed dark eyes sight my thoughtful self. “Nothing, just contemplating on a few,” I speak in a murmuring tone.

“Is she giving you a hard time?” Stares of curiosity. “She is ok. Fantastic.” I admit with an undeniable speech, “But you look worried.” “How can you ask such a question? A lot is wrong. The people work, it is just not adding.” I assert.

“Something needs to be done.” a somewhat declaration.

“Then simply audit.”

©Joeln

Manifesting

Painting

Heartmaking

Lovebaking

Honey

Fluffy

Sweety

Whispers…

Clumsy day
Thoughts flourish
Flights of wish
Masks of red
Shadow shades
Walk and breathe

Lense
To detail
Smiles
Frowns
Irregardless
Grace
A bed

©Joeln

Baking soul

A dark spice

Can only be sweet

With flavours

Of twin kind

Coloured in

My bowl

My attention

To my art

Racing my thoughts

Nurturing an arsenal

Only to realise

It poured in

Mind

My rest is moisted

My heart is preplexed

Caution didn’t knock

Will guard next time

Ponytailed

These lobes.

©Joeln

The piece
Off
My whole
Strained
Searched
Looked out
With passion

Precious hole
Wounded flesh
Plaster my skin
With spirit
Flamed with
Care

Baptized

With affection
Filled with velvet gold
Cladding in white
It’s not a meal
I eat
I chose
To color

©Joeln

It might be U 29#fictionalstory

The mcee seems to be enjoying his lines. Seated next to mine, she seems to be enjoy the show but I am waiting for the last speech. Her happiness, streams right down to me. I guess it’s a thing only those that member can relate, I chuckle at the realization.

It an annual award for small and medium enterprises. Having had projects that have thrived, we were invited. I was ecstatic on receiving the invitation and recognition. However, the attending got somehow draining but not for Jackie: one would think she is a nominee.

It quite exquisite in here, you can never go wrong metronome events, fresh blood in town. They have mastered their craft from festivals to modest events, they will delivered, at least from what I hear and all the sights in town.

One more sip from my glass in bevy of distinguished strangers, I extend my hand to mine and cup hers. Holding her hand gently because she is the only one I know.

©Joeln

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