This story only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.What lonely night is this whenHope comes a-knocking at my door?Her whispers through the oaken barricadePush my dreams into realms of fear.Fear of pain andFear of remembrance;Fear of lonely, sneering echoes;Fear that what I once believed inWill never be my precious gift;Fear that loving, gentle kissesWill never grace my ugly lip...
In the garden, by the french doors, watching the path,Waiting for the one and only one who won't come.Life is a long, unending glimpse of the future Without her, with no exemption or resumption Of the love we shared, we lost, she took it away.Wasted time, wasted life, it may seem so to youAnd I have felt the same myself, but nevermore.I have seen, down the lane, a shadow as my soulWends down the grassy lane, my dear retur...
Necrosing tissue eats away at him. He suffers the pain, the torture, the terror. All in a bid to protect his loved ones. His body be used up, and his mind is worsening. Soon, he will feel nothing. Not even hope. And yet he continues in his vain bid: for nothing can take his spirit. They have his body, his life, but he will never, truly, succumb, never yield. But it is to the afterlife, he must go. As much as it pains him,...
As I view the world through the prism of my mind I see what life's made of, and I wish I were blind Nobody is happy, and those that say they are Have a mind that's torn, twisted, with a social scarThe beat goes on ... the war goes on ... But can life go on? The world is a chess board and I am but a pawn Could this hourglass, known as time, run out of sand? How much sand is left, enough to fill up my hand?Or does everythin...
birds fly and swoopover fields now bareand lying fallow.each patch of harvest completeholds promise.i am a fallow field...my heart restingand full of possibilities.my body longs for your touchon each furrow,each hopeful swell,each painful beat of my heart.you are the birds flying,pressed to and fro by windand any stray distraction.eventually, however,if I am enough,you will rest on my breastand find everything you desire.
PART ONENaomi sat, staring out of the city bus window. She held two large, brown shopping bags on her lap. The bus was not really crowded, but she did not feel at ease. Looking out the window was her way of avoiding eye contact with the other passengers. An undercurrent of fear caused her to wrap her arms around the crumpled shopping bags. Clutching the bags close to her, she sat silent as she peered out the window. It wa...
Scurrying crowds beat down on the pavementsAnd screaming children bicker with their frustrated adults,Strangers to each other in this season of enforced cheer.Blue-white light strings buzz above the precinct,A harsh, cruel sneer to the ancient blazeOf my Christmas starAnd the drifting kisses of earthbound snow.No longer do shepherds hurry to a manger,Nor do the wise offer prophetic gifts;But teenagers gather around window...
Underneath the starsWhere our souls collideAnd break the darknessInto scorching flame,We stand inSecret embraceAnd kiss each other's hidden dreamsInto reality.Fear has no placeIn this starry oceanWhere mermaids and sirens are chased away,And the fireflies dance above our wondering heads.Your smile caresses this shell of mineAnd my heart smooths your tensions into the voidAs we breathe in spirit-shared incense.Worries do n...
He traveled all night anxious to get home He heard the familiar ring and picked up his phone With tears in his eyes he covered his face For it was his wife--Samantha--Samantha grace. Her doctor had told her that she was dying And seeing this specialist was worth trying. So she packed up her bags and was waiting for him But the doctor had said her prognosis was mighty grim. When he arrived she was ready, the trip they Woul...
Living in poverty- the trapper and family Born high in the mountains of Tennessee With no running water, or electricity. Living in rags that her father found in the woods Was her only salvation, her only goods. They put her in pampers that they had found Dirty and filthy and pulled from the ground. A rock stove and firewood They would eat when they could. He did fishing and trapping just to survive. The closest neighbor w...
Female Soldiers they are soldiers fighting a war across the ocean, but their hearts are at home seeking love and devotion. love from our country, devotion from their family. that is all that they need. they joined the military to fight for what they believe to defend from foes, seen and unseen in their hearts we are the greatest nation from the farmlands to the greatest plantations. it does not matter if they're black or...
Futuretaught from a young agelearn my historykeep my mind in the pastI learned that to grow and be I need to lust for the futurefight for my time in the sunleave the past in the pastbless my angel for being hereguiding me forward sweet hand sweeter heartangelic feathers surroundshape my futuresee it as a beaconopen my ears my eyeswondrous vision walking forward a smile and song on my lipsI see my angel never farone step c...
Shadows slide in this midnight mist,Where the whispers embrace meAnd tendrils of moonlightPlay with my hair.Sleep, cold and heavy,Presses on my heart,And its fingers close my eyelidsAs I wait for the ferryman.A metal tang in the ozone airTeases my tongueAs if I taste the blood fromThe lip that I keep biting.Too tired to wander,Too distraught to sleep,Here roll the tears of the century pastDown my salt-dried cheeks.I long...
Have you ever felt unrequited loveHave you ever wished on stars aboveHave you ever wanted true loveHave you ever cried sad tearsHave you ever seen darkness inside of mirrors Have you ever heard someone's jeers Have you ever cried yourself to sleepHave you ever slipped into the deepHave you ever crumpled into a heapHave you ever wanted to dieHave you ever wondered whyHave you ever lost the sky Have you ever felt tossed awa...
Do you ever read through some messages And realise just how much you love someone? Ever just sit and think of that person?Realise that they make you happy?That happened to me just tonight. Here I am, sitting around, bored, so I fire some Led Zeppelin on and start hanging around in my inbox.I read some messages to myself.I smiled.Something made me.Was it that we had experiences in common? Was it that we didn’t pysically se...
