Right Now
A day or two ago, I was a young child in play, A month or two ago, I was brought to the world to stay, Tomorrow or a few days late, I'll be wiser and middle aged, A year or so to date, I'd have...
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A day or two ago, I was a young child in play, A month or two ago, I was brought to the world to stay, Tomorrow or a few days late, I'll be wiser and middle aged, A year or so to date, I'd have...
Love making heart breaking.
I know I shouldn't mope And I can always live in hope But I had chicken for tea And the other ain't looking good for me #4lines4fun #steak&bjday.
“Be like the flower who even gives its fragrance to the hand that crushes it”.
The moon lit up the cobbles like he lit up her world. There they stood, so close but yet so far away. His hand in her hand, palms sweaty with anticipation of what was to come.
Roses are red, Violets are blue. You reposted my Opuss, I just want to say thank you.
It started out as an obsession; turned into a lifestyle and yet I lay awake at night; was it worthwile; the possessions I owned or was I possessed by them; I was strapped to the floor; I was...
Squirming, creeping, crawling, Fingernails I am gnawing, Nervous thanks to friends, Say the devils in my eye, Why oh why do they keep me here.
Brute force is the most degrading method of resolve..
(Girl) Am I pretty. (Boy) No. (Girl) Do you want to be with me forever. (Boy) No. (Girl) Would you cry if I walked away. (Boy) No. She had heard enough, she walked away.
So as you all may know, I have been doing the tag #BeginningRhymes and I have no idea if this will work or if it will catch on at all but I would love to see your pieces ...
A weaver's hands are fast A butcher's cleaver falls smooth A painter's brush glides lightly A sculptor's chisel shapes finely But faster, smoother, lighter, finer Strikes true, the killing blow.
There has to be more than this?.
#beginningline #nightdwellers T he moon lit up the cobbles in its own transfixing glow. W as that the only light around for miles on show.
You're a teenager, no longer a child, Lost and trying to discover who you are. Trials to endure and lessons to be learned Rebelling and wishing your childhood away.
My mind is too fuzzy right now. It's way to fuzzy to breath. My mind is too fuzzy right now. And I'm hoping that somebody sees. Cause I'm lying here alone. All these marks upon my soul. I'm dyin here.
#BeginningRhymes. My love for you grows ever stronger. Die, I would if I knew you no longer. You are my one and only. Do anything you could to stop me from being lonely.
Sorry I needed a break guys, my mind flushed... I'm still recovering but I've been quite inspired lately... I've been quite busy with school and falling in love etc..
#nightdwellers #beginningline. #sjw. Stepping into the unknown. Is such a scary thought. Am i what i sought. I go not knowing where i step. Or where ive slept. Ive lost myself in memory.
What is my heart like. How can you tell. You say it is gold And pure, doing well But how do you know, When we've just met.
I'm imagining worlds out there, Things we've never truly seen, Stuck on this here planet, Is all we've ever been.
Sits still, mummified. Statue wraps a humankind. Bludgeoned eyes, soul dies. ~ Copyright © Ozlem Yikici 14.03.2013.
#beginningline #nightdwellers. The moon lit up the cobbles on a starless pitch black night. A million sleeping hedgehogs with not a single spine in sight.
Another new leap and I don't know what to do After these months, what will be new.