Heart was thumping in my ears. I do understand that it was pre-planned, but it was a bit too much for me in a way.It’s a top establishment for those who make money in ways that don’t seem right to many, as well as are called shady. But here we are, executing plan to get… Read More “.in moment.” [short story.dream edition]
“We’ve been here for decades, yet you still have that pungent smell about the words you spew at times.” The shift in hall that’s filled with fallen leaves, as all windows are opened and curtains softly wave in breeze. Outside had changed from dreary evil town of void, dread, ashed snow and beastly horror that… Read More “Waiting for…” [poetical short story]
Boring days were distracting, full-eventful ones even more. Claire couldn’t really put a finger on what was so goddamn annoying for her. From studies, to work, to back home, to emails, calls, video meetings, battling own self during moments of being alone in a room with oneself. She was tired, yet mind was all over… Read More [17] “Storm” prompt Inktober2020
Her simple words were very comfortingShe spoke about the little things “Please come again, my prince!”Would be the voice of confronting Her dashing simple whimsPlease, come with me, so forthcoming Each step was very soBut every night her forthcoming was dimly lit by her Each day I spent waiting for signWould turn on me each… Read More “Her simple words were very comforting…”
“Ah..” – it goes as I breathe out in my head.The heart is thumping on and on, the bitter squeeze of darn heart.“…that’s the forgotten awe of the sense that lingers as aftertaste in the mouth, as you read up on another fictional wrath of a piece of art.”It’s absolutely splendid.The love that makes it… Read More “bitter taste” [rhymed short story]
Took off the hat,Entered the place,Found a new feat,Left with no trace Full is my mind,Empty my stomach,I crave for divineAs body crawls hummock The love brews insanitySilence comes to, to hauntWith her shining vanityTheatre starts to taunt Beer and gin pours inside of meThe food of the place is sublimeMind comes to halt, silentlyBlooms… Read More “My love for you…” [poetry]
Eh, the pang in the ears from heartbeat is tirelessly reoccurring. The feeling of head – like it’s numb and stuffed with wet cotton, Each moment passes by with that damn sound of ventilation unit, as it buzzes for his life. The dark outside the window is quite subtle, yet the wish for deadly silence… Read More “…crave silence…” [short story]
“Can you imagine what this heart is seeking for?” The grey in streaks, The purple bleaks And faint resounding made-up lore. Would you ignore?
“I’d be dying from embarrassment, if a handsome guy would do that…” The talk at the table wavered off that way and this sentence was the end of the conversation.
They make legends, stories About beauty and beast To explain their worries To make hopes and believes Such a story told by my grandma About greatness and life of unrest About being highly in power, And high-headedly, scarred, bearing crest It was red feathered cardinal The bird with great stature and mast The rights and… Read More “Red Feathered Cardinal” [poetry]
