She is walking by the beach and found a lamp, dusted it by rubbing the body thrice. When smoke comes out of it and appears a genie."Thank you for getting me out of there. Three wishes will be granted to you." The genie graciously said.She looked at him an...
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I believe in nightmares that consume by day, leaving one bitterI am wide awake, yet it’s only my regrets I see clearerI walk alone in a tunnel I was promised would be littered with glitterI see no light exude, of course that excludes, my hope’s last glimm...
I feel like a Dali paintingmy image warpedby your own imaginationImperfection of this bodydesecrated with scarscrafted by your own torturous mindTime meltingwinding back to forgotten dayswords spoken and virtual hugs we sharedMemories soon fadelike forgin...
Closing these tired eyes of mine and feeling my mind slip back to the days when I seemed to come up with fire in my eyes when promises were broken, and the seasons passed by like the shadows of clouds passed across the face of the mountains. Once it seeme...
Order is the semblance of understanding, like a sturdy ship upon which we sail precariously above the oceans of suppressed concerns.The steady sway of the ocean can appear as an alluring expanse of conquered space until at once, the unexpected dangers of...
What is passion to youLove between husband and wifeTheir first lover's embraceA date they had to start this life.What is passion to meWalking hand and handDreaming of tomorrowKnowing it will be so grandWhat is passion to youNewborn that brings much deligh...
Voice of Ice
He sought the name of the angel of iceThe wind gave a piercing howl, rattling the windows of Professor Jack Lange’s apartment. Jack lowered his book at the sound and stared out at the blowing snow."Wow, what a storm!" announced the disc jockey on the radio as if he, too, had heard it, "If you...
My special tiny oneDoctors helped you growLooking at you made me smileYour growth was a bit slowTaken to intensive careYou slept in an incubatorThere were many prayersLots of good indicatorsMany months at the hospitalLots of medical proceduresSo precious...
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Lowenna 2: The Secrets of Light and Darkness, Chapter 32 (the end)
The Crystal shattered and Rique fell. What is going to happen?Chapter 32, BondingErkut fell to the ground, and Nera who had taken to the air fell on top of him. Sudden pain flowed through their heads.Everyone else collapsed or grabbed their heads in pain. Even Lowenna had to close her eyes and covered then with her...
All around me are the views of familiar faces that seem to be going nowhere, and has me recalling the familiar places I left behind as tears seem to be a way to fill their glasses as they sit in the Old Man’s Bars and wait for the day they die the slow de...
Dog Day Afternoon: Happiness, Hula Hoops, Huskies
Some days you dance for the amusement of a drone, while bemused puppies watch. These things happen.It’s called Puppy Park for a reason. And today, that reason is obvious.There are canines of all kinds roaming around. English bulldogs and French bulldogs loping around lazily. A Jack Russell terrier is running around at a furious pace, a tiny brown-and-w...
Ch. 11*Sakura*The drive back to Denjo’s hideout was odd, to say the least. We took several winding back roads, and once we entered a densely forested area, I gave up hope trying to figure out where I was being held captive. Ultimately, it didn’t matter in...
A lovely letter was addressed to meThe words were very niceThis letter filled me with gleeIt was rather conciseThe words made me cryIt was a note about my lifeMy eyes were not dryThe letter said I was a good wifeMy life was a series of testsThe journey wo...
Several times a month, Pete the village tailor would take the afternoon off work to meander through the streets and along the refreshing country trails. Today was one such day.Exiting the front gate of his small cottage home, Pete breathed in the fresh da...
In the grim back alleys of the city,Mean streets devoid of all signs of pity,Amid the piles of decaying refuseAnd slimy pools of darkly noxious ooze,Frequented only by the scuttling ratsAnd noisome tribes of scabby feral cats;Here, slumped in doorways, hu...