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In the Eighth dimensionâ€”the Chaos realmâ€”the United States is run by Gangsters, Humans and Supernaturals alike.Â Farah Madison is training to become the next Mob Boss in her family. Thinking herself invincible, Farah wanders the streets at night despite the ever-present danger the...
I spread the dreams under your feet. Step Softly. As you are treading on my dreams.
Life and death; love and hatred; hope and despair - these are all the elements combining which the poetry of life can be composed. There is poetry in every such aspects and the finding the essence of such poetry, one can find solace in the middle of all the chaos and confusion. This brief...
We all know the destructive power of fire. This poem refreshes the topic with a small story of a soldier, who surrendered to fire. This poem also revokes the destruction caused by mankind.
By Shyam Sundar Bulusu
The aftermath of mass violence through the eyes of a child survivor.
A man recounts a memory from his childhood of a night when something unexplainable and nightmarish pays him a visit in the dead of night, trying to convince him to let him into the house.
Short Story | Updated Dec 25, 2014 | Reads: 84 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 0
This is a poem written for everyone, but it can be hard to un derstand as you start reading it. I hope you enjoy it and understand the meaning of it.
Poetry | Updated Dec 22, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Regardless of what truth may consist of: when its base is a day billions worldwide believe in, honor or just associate with -- none, no, not one wants its actual origin.
All I have ever wanted is someone to trust
Boston, 2060. Everyone enjoys a usual wintry day in the city, until a strange meteor lands in Boston Common. Fifteen ordinary people, including Boston's esteemed team of scientists from Boston University, investigate the meteor closely. The scientists conclude that the meteor is a danger to...
This is my first novel that im getting really serious about. It is about mental illness and love. and, it shows that happy ending don't always happen in life. This is the prolog.
Novel | Updated Dec 17, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
i always come running when you start crying my name
Why are people afraid when darkness falls?
By Angel Beatz
All my poems come from heartâ€¦ Enjoy ~
But only a select few understand meâ€¦
Sometimes, looking at the world through different eyes is the only way someone can understand how cruel it is.