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By Incandescent Smiles
TOMMY, A PSYCHIC, DISCOVERS MYSTERIOUS STATUES OF BOYS AND GIRLS IN AN OLD STORE ROOM IN HIS SCHOOL. HE IS REALLY VERY ENTHUSIASTIC TO SOLVE OUT THE MYSTERY THOSE STATUES BUT HAS NO LUCK. IN THE END HE FINDS OUT THAT HIS BEST FRIEND MARY WAS ONE OF THOSE STATUES AS WELL. MARY TRIES TO WARN TOMMY...
A joke turned into a story about a joke, people.
By Miss Lea
Who is dictating what and should they?
A poem about Celephais in the Dreamlands.
By Midnight Black Cat
Time and beauty go hand in hand, but what is old still has beauty within it
By Lady Deva
A poem about the deity Zoth-Ommog.
This is an unusual piece about the weight of civilization, and the limitations of the constructed world. It briefly explores a world of statues, birds, and the vast ocean they long to cross. I hope you enjoy it!
By Pentagram The Wicked
A poem about the god Zoth-Ommog.
The year is 1912 and Markus Junsonger is exploring a mysterious underground temple that his father had described in his journal. The journal is dated 5th of May, 1907; five days before Thomas Junsongerâ€™s mysterious disappearance. Only three days after Marcusâ€™ 12th birthday. Five...
A poem about a man's experience with fair-weather friends and coming terms with his individuality, demons, and false-lovers.
Can't beat those cold nights when you've had too much to drink.. the rest explains itself
By Cosmic Crow
Something for myself, is more like a rap. Check it out.
A Muslim engineer designed the earthen dam over 4 centuries ago on one of the tributary of the river â€œMusiâ€™ to artificially create a 10 square mile lake in the center of City of Hyderabad in Southern India. The Dam now called â€˜Tank Bundâ€™ became one of the best...
A sewer treatment plant built on the beach front road, where it could be? In Vizag, a large metropolitan city in South India with a population over 2 million.
â€œWhose idea was that?â€ inquired Juggernaut.
â€œDonâ€™t ask me, I only work here,â€...
A poem about the pitfalls and shortcomings of organized religion