Fruit Tales

Fruit Tales
by MilaChaNn

"Cherry lips for his creamy heart"

The Story of You and Me (Part I)

The Story of You and Me (Part I)

by Anna

I used to believe in fairy tales, and knight in shining armours, and princesses getting swept off by their princes and saving damsels in distress. But you disproved those ideas in my head when we were both sixteen.

Monochrome

Monochrome
by Mahoobee

Behind those shattered images,

Is there anything beyond?...

Spilled ink

Spilled ink
by Mahoobee

Lets built a house together.

And fill it with our thoughts....

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One Last Killing

One Last Killing
by chingrify

Moments right before death engulfs the light.

The Lady

The Lady
by Mahoobee

Twisted and complex,

Were her veins....

Tell Him...

Tell Him...
by Mahoobee

If you see him strolling in the park,

tell him that I'm waiting....

The night cycle

The night cycle
by Mahoobee

Under the starry sky.

Feeling the gloomy night....

A Bus to nowhere

A Bus to nowhere
by Mahoobee

Standing at the bus stop,

Observing people....

A rain of photographs

A rain of photographs
by Mahoobee

Crossing the street,

The traffic lights are blinking stories,...

Long lasting love

Long lasting love
by rama

without love we thing that their is no life but when we love we end our life ourself

A sea full of fears

A sea full of fears
by Mahoobee

I heard the sound.

Of waves crashing around....

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Drunken Love

Drunken Love
by galaxypotato

"Hey Ashley!" I stumbled across the crowd with a silly grin. The drinks has taken over my body. "Hehehihihi."

"Oh my. Jay, have you been drinking?"...

SARA :'(

SARA :'(
by Neeraj premkumar

My name is VICTOR and am an ex-police officer.. I quitted my job to care one and only daughter SARA.. My wife died in an accident infront of us.. At that time SARA was 6 years old.. From that time I was the only person to take care of SARA.. she...

Trying to move on.

Trying to move on.
by Black Rose

The heartache of the past
Encasing a mind so vast
Filling every moment with pain...

Unnecessary questions.

Unnecessary questions.
by Black Rose

Years when I knew myself slipped through my fingers
But the memories of that precise phase lingers
How do I try and find the real Me?...

The silence is whispering

The silence is whispering
by Mahoobee

The silence is whispering,

Secrets about the old days and the Kings....

The passenger seat

The passenger seat
by Mahoobee

On the passenger seat of life.

I sit and observe,...

EMOTION

EMOTION
by lizjay

What a deceiver you are
Creepy like a serpent
Slowly you invade my heart...

Three Orphans finding home

Three Orphans finding home
by M smiles

There were two boys who their parents died in a car crash and so the government sent them to their aunt and her husband. But since his death of cancer, their aunt gone more abusive to them each day goes by..

Charlos, the big...

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My sister in heaven

My sister in heaven
by Velantra

Dear sister

You went through so many things in your live. I don’t want to start writing this letter about such things. I want to start by saying all the good things you did in your live. I don’t think you did any person, animal...

My thoughts

My thoughts
by Velantra

These are a few thoughts I wrote down in a little book I have. I draw pictures with them, so I wish I could scan and submit it with the pictures, so that you could better understand what it was I tried to say, but here it is: (please note;...

"One side of the posh and city life is poverty, while the simplest and innocent village life is surplus."

by vineetha

A father was watching his children playing. School going children. They were happy. They were running , laughing and naughty. He enjoyed his children playing. They are playing in the park. They have many friends also. It became late evening,...

Without emotions we're lost

Without emotions we're lost

by suman

Early morning as I were waiting outside the principle office for document signature . A poor lady was waiting outside the office of that very rich man. Her husband was watchman in this institute and got death by 6months back and he was only...

" My mind was mad...that I loved you once..."

by vineetha

A girl of 14 years..., studying in class 9th. Teenage, its the age of many opinions and many emotions. Innocent age. Age of curiosity. She had friends. Mainly girls. She is of shy nature. But very smart and intelligent. Good in studies. She is a...

A man and his experience in life.

A man and his experience in life.
by vineetha

Long back a man was treated very badly, because he was not financially sound. He was born in a decent family but poor.Poverty was a guest, in his life. One of the cause of poverty in his family was due to the mismanagement.
Sufferings in...

Memories to Dust

Memories to Dust
by Mahoobee

The memories of my past,

Hung low in my dark room....