Tags : thoughts

Solitary Thoughts

Solitary Thoughts

A Poem by Nikolean


the thoughts that come with lonely nights
ONE'S POINT OF VIEW

ONE'S POINT OF VIEW

A Story by Bargavi


ONE’S POINT OF VIEWAn Old man stayed with his son, daughter-in-law and their children. As time passed away the old man lost his memory powers...
Snippets

Snippets

A Poem by Fanicia E.


Random things that are either too short or unfinished
I'm Not Entirely Here

I'm Not Entirely Here

A Poem by Lyss


a supernova of the mind within someone who hates thinking
I Don't Wanna Be Sober Without You

I Don't Wanna Be Sober Without You

A Poem by Lyss


vomiting feelings
An Artist's Conflict

An Artist's Conflict

A Story by Mai Morad


I personally find it difficult to write when I feel the most content. Unfortuantly, my best work comes from discontentment. Here are some thoughts
Clockwork

Clockwork

A Story by Tiny Drop


TIC-TAC TIC-TACSings the old clock in a low husky voice.TIC-TAC TIC-TACMoans the old tiny engines born in a century now long gone.TIC-TAC TIC-TACThey ..
The 'Bad' Habit

The 'Bad' Habit

A Story by Saloni


About a 'bad' habit we all have.
Overlooking & Definitely Unplanned

Overlooking & Definitely Unplanned

A Poem by Josie E. Cook M. A.


What was I thinking...
One Night Stand

One Night Stand

A Story by Saloni


Just one night to discover.
Transient

Transient

A Poem by Ty


Transient, Temporary Feelings.
Golden Scars

Golden Scars

A Poem by Saloni


An intimate poem about love.
What Hurts More?

What Hurts More?

A Story by Saloni


I can not figure it out.
Innermost Thoughts

Innermost Thoughts

A Poem by SomeRandomChic


I don't think of you as having a nameYou are more of a thought or feelingI don't picture you as being something tangibleYou are what fantasies are mad..
Pen and Paper

Pen and Paper

A Poem by SleepiePenguin


Strip me of my pen and paper, For it is not what makes up my words. Say your harsh thoughts into my face, But know they will be molded into anew..
Boomerang

Boomerang

A Story by Saloni


It all comes back.
goodbye

goodbye

A Poem by Rebeca Espadas


it has been a while since i don't write. this is a brief summery of what has happened while i was gone.
117

117

A Poem by Rebeca Espadas


it's been 117 days, my eyes are wide opensince then i've been trying to reach for help, to heal my wounds, to live what you call a happy life.I don&rs..