This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Red velvet kindness wraps my heartAnd heats my sodden spirit.Limp, bedraggled soul of mine,Grow with warmth and Shine tears of joy into the night,Where the monsters are throngedAround the ring of this light,And may not cross theThreshold here.Peace, heart,And stay awhileIn golden glow and starlight gleaming.Toast the soft sugar...
Life at times deals one dastardly fates.Accusations of crime open flood gates. Tried and convicted not given a chance.Some assume you're guilty of this dance. Nauseating twinge sets in stomachs pith.As others continue spreading this myth. Can one do anything to dispel such lies?Judged without merit brings on demise. Would a true friend accuse, not ask?Did you perform this disgusting task? Will anyone ever believe your wor...
A called out war between two worlds… the visible synchronizing with the invisible; a combination of humans, demons and mystical lethal weapons… A battle between Darkness & Light, Fate & Faith… In a world beyond human understanding that determines the destiny of mankind. Can hope transform a destiny? Can faith overrule fate? ...or will mankind be ever blinded to its own destruction? ... Chapter 1- Blazing Encounter: Scene...
The past few months You have been my rock Spending time together each day Sharing our lives, Slowly growing closer You know me well enough That if I say”I’m fine” You know when I’m not. You were the one I turned toThe day I needed help I was so upset And you just held me close Allowing me to cry Until, I was ready to talk. I want you to know How grateful I am For you listening without judging Offering advice and support....
Although we don’t know each other well Your kindness and love shines through You opened your heart to me Taking the time Too, make me feel welcome By introducing me to your friends. You have decided now It’s time to leave. I know, I will miss you And I need to say, Thank you so much For everything you have done. You have helped me so much. So I wish you the very best For a life filled with Love and laughter Until we meet...
Harry was working on his 1953 Mercury convertible. This was in the 1960s. He loved to work on cars. He was a natural mechanic. He found he needed a part that would be necessary to keep the car on the road. It would drive, but the part was going bad, and needed to be replaced soon, or it would die on him sometime along the highway. About 20 miles away was a junkyard. He could go there, find an old Merc, or perhaps a Ford,...
Our whole entire life Revolves around our friends Although you may not realise it They're not there just to lend A close friend is forever And we have them till we die They help us with our problems And never tell a lie. A best friend is an asset The better part of you To laugh, sing and dance with And to see your point of view. Best friends, as we know Come few and far between They love you like a sister And they treat y...
You tell me these things I don't understandThey boggle my mind and make my soul smileTo think that someone like youWould see someone like meAnd see what you say you see. You tell me I'm Cute...I see my own chubby cheeksMy typically pale complexion...You say I'm Funny...I hear only my old desire to be truly acceptedMy own trepidation at letting others inYou call me Kind...I only see an outcastWho knows true cruelty...You p...
Already picturing how he might need to play dead over and over again, Leana gauged Alec as the warranty for broken parts inside of herself since she couldn’t bring herself in for service. Chronically forgetful Leana pictured it would be incontrovertible to recommend that Alec accept her claims that she determined his worth. Meanwhile, as usual she took her time on everything. Even as she reeked of cheap noxious perfume th...
Lost and alone Held prisoner by the fears in my own mind No escape could I find I wandered searching for answers but none could be found I was about to shut down Then salvation came to me in a rich melody I stood and looked at a mountain that seemed so high, a sheer face of hard stone came to my mind Undaunted, I knew I had to be strong, for this journey would be long, The catcher of my dreams was a unmovable mountain tha...
In my heart there is this heavy feeling in which I can identify both sorrow and happiness. The combination making me cry. True tears roll thick down my cheeks. I'm shaking and gasping, all while laughing and experiencing watery grins. I can't help but feel fortunate for this onslaught of emotion. Emotion in it's purest form sneaking up on me when I realize how blessed I am to have my friends. It's only my friends who ca...
When I was fifteen, I became the victim of bullying. It was a rare occurrence, but it happened. I was a sophomore in high school, not popular but visible because of my academic record. I was the number one student in my class. I was not an athlete, but I played baseball as a catcher. The bully was a freshman boy named David. He went around picking on random kids, stealing money, beating them up and humiliating them. No on...
This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She walks the world with heavy beauty,Never seeing decadence in her curves;Eyes regard her lively, loving,In sumptuous angles ofLaughter and satinThat tie her soul in a strong-willed bowAgainst the pain that breaks her heartAnd holds her heart in sorrows pastAnd fears so present,Where words are growing and overflowingTo share he...
You awake one morning and there it is, A flower bud waiting to burst and bloom. Anticipating beauty, Nature's kiss, Gaia awaits it like a brand new groom. Flowers are female, this is very true, But the male is there doing its duty. So know that both genders are coming through When you gaze upon a blossom's beauty. Forming a friendship is like planting seeds Of flowers to grow in the days ahead. Sharing your hopes, all you...
He hears the elevator doors open and close, the click clack of high-heeled footsteps drawing closer, then passing his door on their way to the next apartment. He waits. Jacob had always been good at waiting. He hears the jingling of keys, then footsteps moving back toward his door. His door is unlocked. He had been expecting her. She had always been easy to predict. The front door opens, then clicks softly shut. The carpe...
