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By Adya Dutta
War is such a phenomenon in which there can be no victory. There is only death on both the sides, losses that can never be mended.
By Maniac Mike
This is based on wrestling. Pro wrestling, independent wrestling, and backyard wrestling.
By Sicky666 Xadia
Poetry | Updated Apr 21, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
I wrote this for a college level creative writing course, but I never got feedback from my teacher as I turned it in towards the end of the semester. I don't consider myself as much as a write but I enjoyed writing this piece and like it. So I'm looking for any feedback I can get, thank you.
A refutation of the wrong notion on the part of the beloved.
Poetry | Updated Jan 5, 2015 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
Basically describing in minor imagery of the pain and sufffering that goes on in hell. Of course the real thing is lots worse.
Standing on a crumbling cliff edge, clinging onto one another as they face the great abyss of the unknown...
Short Story | Updated Feb 6, 2014 | Reads: 48 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short story about conquoring inner fear and braving the unknown.
A poem about the Demon Abaddon.
The Creative Process at work
The morbid beauty that we meet at the end of the very end- Death
A poem I wrote last night when I was shut up in my room at night when things are the hardest to face and everything comes flooding back.
Sometimes I can't tell if I'm awake or asleep. Wherever I am this vision comes to be, sneaks up behind me, wraps itself around my feet as I walk. I smell it, I feel it and I am caught always waking, drifting, unable to shake this sleep out of my eyes.
I will add more as it comes.