Short Poetic Stories - Page 6
My Gnarly Friend.
by Krishna
This is story of our real friend which we hates more. Can you guess who is he/she? We all know him/her well but we cant forfeit this friends.But without any bewail , our friend always with us.In every step we are getting near to him/her...
- Jan, 30 2015
- Poetic Realistic Fiction
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Sadness;My Friend
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by mischievousPrincess
Oh! Dear Sadness
I’m so thankful you’re here....
- Jan, 29 2015
- Poetic
YOU ARE MY WORLD.......
by nehasrivastava
You give to me hope and help me to cope,
When life pulls me down,...
- Jan, 21 2015
- Poetic
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Never lose hope !
by nehasrivastava
In each life rain must fall
There's joy and pain you can recall...
- Jan, 20 2015
- Poetic
THE JOYFUL LIFE OF A CRYING BABY
by Jackson Vilore
A baby cried for her mother when she is not their in the world, the baby starts his life as a middle class person, he cries for money but can't have it....he cries in school for loosing 2 marks in test,he cries for a small pain in stomach,he...
- Jan, 8 2015
- Miscellaneous Poetic
Unveiling The Wings Within Me
by Misterdhee
I know of the pairs of wings inside of meInbuilt,invisible and somehow winglessWingless or maybe cowardly, but I cannot seeUnless my chest I unchest,till I am gory and lifelessI see the shadows, through the skin…Skin,the constraint of those two...
- Jan, 5 2015
- Poetic
TRUTH ABOUT LOVE
by bestdianneever
It's been seven years since my parents separated. I was ten years old back then, ten years old and yet, I know love is just some kind of a lie in the world. It's like a tragic nightmare, once it comes into your life, it sure left you a...
- Jan, 4 2015
- Poetic Realistic Fiction
ENTRY#2 LIKE A BEGGAR
by bestdianneever
I'm sitting here again. A pale face that grew paler every second. My trembling hands tremble each minute that pass. My stomach empty. I cried in agony as a deep searing pain swallows me. There is nothing to eat in this place. There is no water...
ENTRY#1 LIKE A PRISONER
by bestdianneever
4 sides. 1 window. 1 door.
No eyes aside from mine. No smile plastered on my face. Just an expression as cold as the winter snow. My mouth keep shut....
Failure... way to success
by Krishna
"SUCCESS CONSISTS OF GOING FROM FAILURE TO FAILURE WITH OUT LOSE OF ENTHUSIASM" Winston Churchill
“YOU ARE SO BUSY BEING YOU THAT YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW UTTERLY UNPRECEDENTED YOU ARE.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars...
- Dec, 31 2014
- Poetic Realistic Fiction