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I briefly discuss how we are destroying our planet and ultimately ourselves by various means.
Short story for a contest (my first entry ever!!). A story that I had in my head that was going to be a book, but I decided was better fit for a short story.
Four very short creative narratives which express the final stages of earth's destruction / human extinction.
Just another day.
Hope this lightens your day and makes you feel all happy and warm! :)
Poetry | Updated May 9, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
A public disclosure is made towards the star born in the midst of three wise men of trinity.
How will this world end? I guess it really doesn't matter.
Poem doodled in the boredom of class
The crumbling tunnels of an old society are all that I have, as I remember the old, and make way for the new.
The water soaks through my clothes... drips down my neck...
Poetry | Updated Apr 12, 2014 | Reads: 32 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
Book/Novel cover design contest
A song brings the new life of spring to a faraway place.
A simple dream that I invisioned in my head yet never had... :D
By Loving Healer
The description of the Sun. [[assigned for my English class]]
Poetry | Updated Apr 4, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Soft, clear water. Drips down my arm.
Poetry | Updated Mar 31, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1