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A few musings thus here are displayed, some mystery lays dormant and actively inactive there, and here and where...
A Oscar Wilde-styled romance lover's observations during a very ordinary, unromantic walk and an interesting encounter with a beautiful woman. The idea was to create a movie like effect. All kinds of helpful reviews are welcome!
Short Story | Updated Jun 1, 2014 | Reads: 36 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
it's a romantic poem about the night. selene is the greek goddess of the moon so I hope you enjoy it.
Poetry | Updated May 16, 2014 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A Sonnet inspired by the Song Trilogy
To your right lies all that you wish to escape from. To your left lies the gateway to your dreams. Yet all you can do is watch the days go by, beautiful though they may be.
Hope, humanity, and life in general.
By Winter Frost
A man By the name of carter Jones, has been supposedly been sent a vision from the above to cleanse the earth of sinners destined for hell. He is 30 years old and is now ready for an apprentice and so he finds a little girl by the name of Abigail when he is on his latest mission to cleanse the...
Book | Updated Nov 6, 2013 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Alice Patinkin
This is a poem I wrote last spring (2012)
Please feel free to comment and let me know what you think!
Poetry | Updated Jun 19, 2013 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
A tragedy exploring the severing of perfection.
A day of my life, wherein I try to escape reality in all kinds of ways.
By Max Steinberg
Written as an assignment for my 10th Grade American Literature class, this short story plays with the themes and ideals of Romanticism in a grim, Lovecraft-inspired setting.
While many works of Romantic literature emphasize the beauty and strength of the natural and mysterious, this work...
By Wasi Abbas
Its a memory of the time usually I feel myself helpless but alive body.
This is the longest poem I ever wrote. This is based on a novel I haven't wrote yet. I'd like to tell you what I think, but I think you can make up even more interesting thoughts about this.
The product of loneliness and boredom :P
Poetry | Updated Aug 21, 2011 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
A poem about lucid dreaming
Poetry | Updated Aug 1, 2011 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Suyash Saxena
Descartes opened his philosophy by doubting everything. Not only Descartes but even pre Socrates thinkers- the Sophists, philosophers like Thomas Hobbes and ultimately empiricists of the cult of David Hume and not to forget the Carvakas (one the six schools of thoughts emanating from Upanishads,...