Tags : vision

YOURSELF

YOURSELF

A Poem by Sylvia Chika


An advice to yourself
Endless Sleep

Endless Sleep

A Story by Mehameha


A vision
It is Coming...

It is Coming...

A Poem by Queendom


There it is, coming to us every day, every moment It is there somewhere waiting since long Since our birth, since our journey started on our..
No Room For Empty Feelings

No Room For Empty Feelings

A Poem by Aspiringthinker


I have written this piece 6 years ago, a few of my friends recommended that I publish these, so here it is.
The Good Fighter

The Good Fighter

A Story by Whitney Shaw


Carrying on a family tradition, Boxing.
Blind Vision

Blind Vision

A Poem by Lionspaw


Blind Vision Chaos abounds in modern time, An artfully dispatched distraction. Bleeding into our lives like a suicidal reaction. An influentia..
ABSTRACT PAINTING

ABSTRACT PAINTING

A Chapter by NeiL ArandA


You came in season's changing wardrobes of cold November morn - neil aranda
Fire

Fire

A Poem by Lana


No reason to wonderNo reason to wanderyour way through lifeIt's not the darkBut the lightThat makes you cry at nightYou long for the dayYour eyes are ..
Dream Eaters

Dream Eaters

A Poem by Charlie Leaf


A start, smothered by standardA dream, deemed lost without answerI can't see too far aheadBut I need to focus on what's at hand
SLAM: A Vision

SLAM: A Vision

A Poem by Courtney M Watson


Take this vision, and turn it into the wishes, the ambitions, the soul decision, to live life, to be right, to let go of all that is vicious.
Chapter 4: Peripheral Vision

Chapter 4: Peripheral Vision

A Chapter by Embryonic


During PE, homeroom 3B’s last lesson for the day, Kent was sitting in the corner of the indoor sports hall having been exempted on account of h..
At last

At last

A Poem by Lana


I'm going to be a face in an old photographI'm going to become a memoryAnd then like fog dissipates once the air heats up againThen I will be too far ..
Blurry Eyes

Blurry Eyes

A Poem by MaddieRose2017


I am a brown girl born and raised in the UK. Being born here and raised with British values but to have culture restrict me when it comes to love is t..
Wonder Thermostat

Wonder Thermostat

A Story by Kathy Van Kurin


Do we flee silence and/total solitude? In silence is where our hearing becomes acute. The idea for this came when attending a Christmas musical perfor..
16. ANGEL-TINT

16. ANGEL-TINT

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


A glorious summer's and Owong is curious about Heaven...
Gleaming Morning

Gleaming Morning

A Poem by B


This one is for you Mrs. Pauline
Khrōma

Khrōma

A Poem by aurora kastanias


On Synaesthesia and Achromatopsia