touch

A very short story

The tear was about to fall. It has flowed easily over the smooth cheeks, has kissed the nose with memories welling in heart and traced the contours of the dainty chin. A finger scooped it up just before it's fall. It shone like a pearl on fingertip. Eyes touched the smudged Kohl. And love touched a hurting heart.

Reviews

[Anindita Janhabee]

wow.. beautiful words used along with beautiful composition... I liked each sentence described in the best way to feel and understand what is the value of a single tear. May God bless every innocent heart, and never let a single tear fall from the innocent eyes...
good job!!
Ani : )

[Shabeeh Haider]

You call it a story.....for me it's a poem.
This is so beautiful. May love heal the broken heart.