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Misunderstood Assumptions

You know what they say about "ass"umptions...

I entered the bustling café, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation, and was greeted by the inviting aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the soft hum of conversation. Scanning the crowded room, I searched for Jess, hoping to catch her eye and share a moment of connection. However, to my dismay, I noticed her engrossed in conversation with her colleague, oblivious to my presence. From a distance, I observed their anima...

Leap Of Faith

Learning to trust again is a leap of faith.

I’ve been burned before My giving nature taken for granted My friendship chewed up and spit out My heart poked with holes So, I’ve treaded more lightly this time around Perhaps wiser than before? Cautious about how much to give Holding back some of myself Maybe more than I should You reached out and were kind But I felt vulnerable, still Till you gave me a new hope And a shield to protect myself From those who would hurt...

Darkness, Thief Of Light

When the light fades...

Waking from my slumber, my eyes open Grateful darkness isn’t yet complete Staring out the window as despair creeps in While my vision skews the lights from the street. There was a time when things were much clearer A happier existence ere lights blurred A calmer, simpler time, and oh so sweet That stage of life before the dark occurred. Once all the sights before my eyes of blue Were awe-inspiring, lofty, and sublime But...

Breaking Free

Was he protecting her or protecting his own heart?

“I hate you!” she cried; her temper as fiery as her hair. “I don’t wish to punish you, but to keep you safe!” he said sadly. “I lost your Mother to the land; I cannot bear to lose you, too!” Her misery broke his heart, but his duty was to protect her. Eventually, contempt grew heavy in her heart. Accepting fate, she reached for her father’s hand. “I love you!” she cried as their hands joined. Suddenly, the barrier dissipa...

  Some people did not know what to call her she was a mixture of sweet sixteen and a touch of incredible maturity No one knew where she came from but they knew when she left   No one could explain her appearance and her generous sunshine smile willing to be  a help in all ways no matter the time of day or the cost and never asking for things in return   She was a bit sassy and a bit sweet no one knew what she would do nex...

Anonymous

A string of wooden beads

I always believe if everyone does a good deed, bit by bit, we can make a harmonious world.

A temple stood in the center of a huge lake, which was stretched to the horizon.   The scenery was so beautiful and peaceful. A great master and his twenty junior monks lived together and cultivated the wisdom of Buddha in harmony. Hearsay a precious string of wooden beads had been worn by Buddha, which was enshrined in the temple. They only had a small cockleboat to connect to the outside world, and no one could approach...

When The Last Leaf Falls

Will they be there

When the last leaf falls will they be there to watch it. How often have they told you they love you.Perhaps not as often as you needed. Even once is wonderful.Even once is not never. When it is taken away does the autumn of your soul descend upon you? Words, words, words. What do they mean? What about trust. They said trust.Did they trust?They said love. Did they love? The autumn of your soul descends.The last leaf succum...

The setting sun upon the seais oft to me tranquility;A falling star in dark of nighttis to me a wondrous sight;To roam the hills of forests green,more peaceful times I've never seen;To watch a bird fly high aloft'neath the clouds so white and soft;To see these things instills in methe faith and trust that makes me free.

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Angel Face

Written for and dedicated in loving memory to my beautiful Katy 💖

Innocent one,come take my hand,as we exploreGod's wonderland; Trust in mefor each me day;We'll learn new lessonsalong the way; God's gift to me,I promise you, all the lovea child is due; Grow with me,spread your wings; Learn of love and lifeand special things; Learn all you canmy precious one,for it won't be longtill you will run; Pain-free intoGod's sweet embrace,My only child; My Angel Face.    

I am crazy about youMad about you tooYou are on my mindBoth day and nightYou're my gift from aboveI smile at your laughterI shake for your touchWhen you sing to meI like it very muchThere is nothing to compareWhen you hold me closeYour breath in my hairYour snoring calms my soulAll my trust and faithIs in you, my dearYou have never let me down And I know you never will

Best Friend

We all need a friend to keep our darkest secrets...

When my world is darker than I can understand.When my sky turns gray with no light in sight.When nothing turns out the way, I've planned.When I can’t sleep at all, through the lonely night.I turn to you like a flower bends toward the sun.You can turn me around when I’m upside down.I turn to you ‘cause you’re the only one.When I need inspiration, when I need advice.When my insides are wracked with anxiety.You lift my spiri...

Hello little one Your timid I see Do not fear me Wait, stay and see My slow movements As I crouch before you Show my intention Is not to hurt you Big brown eyes wide Take in every detail Little wet nose sniffs  As soft white paws  Inch closer slowly Trust me, I say I promise it will be OK I know you are small And the world is big But I am here for you Come here to me And you will never  Be left in the dark again I hold ou...

I wasn't preparedTo love youI wasn't preparedTo stayI've tucked, and I've rolledMyself throughThe lion's shareOf my daysOne foot out the doorPurse in my handKeeping all parts of me SafeWatching for signsThat things have gone southReady to make My escapeSo let me standAt the thresholdStill inBut not far from outAccept I'm my bestClose to freedomRather than harnessedIn doubt.

Soul Friend

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I have always felt that we’ve already met. Perhaps in a past life, or maybe a few. Remember the night we met? Chasing that rabbit, just me and you? And the nights we found the wormhole, but we were too afraid to really let go? I know what I know and am blessed to have another mate for my soul. I love holding your hand on our midnight stroll. And those days when we feel that life has taken its toll, and everything has spun...