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The American West was a notion, not a nation. It was a process, not a place. The native animal and human life of the West was displaced,... » Read
By The Roseless Thorn
This is a very small sample of work that I have recently been working on. Critiques would be great. I really want to improve my writing in so many ways.
This is basically about a teenager who considers herself lifeless, and often finds herself stuck in her own thoughts.
By Cris Clc Writings
First Paragraph Of The Short Story, "Explosions bursting in the sky, earsplitting cries coming from the great skyline vessels as they set the clouds a blaze with beams of unimaginable light and enormous power! Doom was afoot and after long decades of war and incomprehensible losses, our people...
By Shyam Sundar Bulusu
She pushed aside, nay, buried all negative thoughts of injuries, pain and death. She knew that she had to reach some kind â€“ any kind â€“ of help and thence, a hospital. The thought â€“ the near certainty of her death during the attempt â€“ did not even cross her fixated...
By Praveen Gola
This Hindi poem highlights the recent flood devastation in Kedarnaath temple and assume the cause of such calamity as the people are now a days disgracing their religion with the consumption of liquors
Poetry | Updated Jun 26, 2013 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By David Stevens
A story of a dying race and its fight for survivaland the debvastgating effects that fight lead to. this is a nioce tale of woe wrtten for fun and could suit any age above ten
Short Story | Updated Mar 29, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A couple in serious need of marriage counseling discover that their home is built upon the site of a brothel that was burned to the ground over 30 years before. When dead prostitutes from the past rise looking for a little fun, when a spirit pimp returns seeking a little payback, and when inept...
It was a stormy night when I attended a party
Not waiting for the lights to shine and for the music to play
I hurriedly back home for the rain fell heavily
Take a nap and suddenly have fallen into sleep
I woke up at 8 a.m. to prepare myself for church worship
Heard whispering voices which...
Poetry | Updated Oct 24, 2012 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The noblest profession on earth anyone can proclaim
He devotes his time to teach them write and read
Teaching them how to obey and respect
When no one seems to love and care
He handles them with all their uniqueness
Playing his learners to feel the love in him
Sad and lonely when others have...
Poetry | Updated Oct 2, 2012 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 4
This is the first book in the Dr. Winfield series trilogy! Taking place in the fictitious town of Golden, world-renowned scientist and famous detective from London, Dr. James Gilwarth Winfield, accompanied by his trusty assistant, the beautiful Ms. Abigail Thompson, use their wits and powers of...
Mistakes were made.
HERSONIA, LAND OF PEACE AND TRANQUILITY.
Until the wrath of Karma is brought down upon those who succumb to his wicked ways. Ever alluring, ever seductive, ever persuasive. Using darkness and the forbidden Lores as his drive, he wreaks of terror to corrupt everything within the land.
By David Herron
The culmination of chance, the essence of a gamble.
A detailed story about a 285 page book that is more than a story because what's written is for every human being own earth no matter what their creed because the Titanic represents the ship as this world with civilization as its passengers; and the shop is going to sink without warning upon a...
This poem is inspired by victims of recent calamities and natural disasters that affected the lives and hearts of people all over the world. I hope you like it; I don't write poetry much, but I myself like this one alot :) I'm usually focusing on my 'Best Friends?' story, but I felt the need to...
Today bull fighting is officialy forbidden within 2 years, also a Turkish airplane crashed down in heavy wether above sea, this together has led to the title turkish bulls, this poem is to remind this day on both events and looking into a new direction without feeling sorry for each other but...