Tags : Wistful

How do you sleep?

How do you sleep?

A Poem by Radioactive


After a bittersweet end to a romance, all I can think about is how you're everywhere.
Thirty Miles Away

Thirty Miles Away

A Story by The Scholar


Another of those pesky 200-word sentences. They're actually rather fun, to be perfectly honest. Liked my last one better though. :/
In the Night

In the Night

A Poem by Illuminare


Inspired by night-blindness Enraptured by the starlight Telling the moon my heart's wish And praying for my blurred sight. To clear th..
A Waltz in the Sky

A Waltz in the Sky

A Story by Aranee


She was busy scribbling down her thoughts into a leather-bound notebook. After penning down her final thoughts, she put down her ink pen and stared..
A Little Bloom

A Little Bloom

A Poem by Ayatollah Ayatollah


Out of a sidewalk crack there grewA flower small and sad as you.A storm came, washed it away.And like you wasn't here to stay.
I want to write a S****y Love Poem

I want to write a S****y Love Poem

A Poem by Jennifer Johnston


We've all felt this way.
She Fail!

She Fail!

A Story by Mazie Tackett


A lone girl wishing to be welcomed.
Ruins of the Acropolis

Ruins of the Acropolis

A Poem by Gwynn Davies


The original writings that brought about the song 'Ruins of Acropolis' found on Soundcloud in a single-take recording, featuring Gwynn Davies on vocal..
Haiku Moon

Haiku Moon

A Poem by Sharon L.H. Kelly


his glimmering face seeks me out through lace curtains the man in the moon
The Wistful Daisies

The Wistful Daisies

A Story by Lusus Naturae


A dear friend committed suicide in March 2015. Here is a true account of my memory of our hiking together.
Upon Leaving Wyckoff

Upon Leaving Wyckoff

A Poem by Jesse Harman


O’er the crested hill hugged the favela. I couldn’t see the skyl..
Under the Ruby Speckled Foliage

Under the Ruby Speckled Foliage

A Poem by Max Meunier


Under the ruby speckled foliageHours passed as our past spilled out before usRandom shapes, unraveling growthAs strange as what we have becomeSoaked i..
Alligator Scars

Alligator Scars

A Poem by TheFourLeafedClover


To the scars of a childhood left behind…
Grow

Grow

A Poem by Maya


They say it used to drop plump fruit,The Summer before its Fall;It used to be filled with buttercup yellows,flowers that held its treasures proudAnd y..