Tags : Night

Under the Moon

Under the Moon

A Poem by Mel Jayne


Under the light of the moon.
The Privacy of Loneliness

The Privacy of Loneliness

A Poem by shelby ferrell


This is a piece based on my favorite place in the world, my roof. It sounds weird but it's whatever.
An Eye Story

An Eye Story

A Story by Earl Schumacker


Roaming eye
Dream Journal

Dream Journal

A Book by Natasha


Nightmares are my life.
A Night Hike with a Dash of Fright

A Night Hike with a Dash of Fright

A Story by Molly Sanborn


It all started with a bison jam. This was a pretty ordinary event in Yellowstone National Park, a.k.a. my summer home. I was on my way to hike the i..
Night Biking Escapism

Night Biking Escapism

A Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..


Biking through my hometown at night.
Morning/Night

Morning/Night

A Poem by preoccupied


The sun and moon, I'll never trust either.
Night

Night

A Poem by alankillsmonsters


NightCreeping in slowly, as the hands turn towards the better half.She seeps its way in, consuming it all with a majestic cast.Calm is what she seeks,..
Fighting the Good Fight

Fighting the Good Fight

A Poem by Elyralune


A dimming light foreshadows the night, The pain once bright Now black. And the moon may rise quickly, But not fast en..
Night Fears

Night Fears

A Poem by The Iron Horseman


Sometimes your nightmares are real!
It's okay, but it hurts

It's okay, but it hurts

A Story by Arwa


What's left to describe?
THE THUNDER ROLLS

THE THUNDER ROLLS

A Poem by SJ Mullins


Lady takes matters into her own hands when she tires of her husband's cheating.
Troubled Dreams

Troubled Dreams

A Poem by Maria


Nightmares and flashbacks tend to come at night.
Anti-coffee

Anti-coffee

A Story by vedant khandelwal


A horror-cum-mystery themed erotica thriller.
2:00 AM

2:00 AM

A Poem by Anna


Why is it always 2:00 AM?The day has come and gone;I slept it away.I miss when it would repeatedly begin,instead of how it is always at an end.The ear..
Sunset of Dawn

Sunset of Dawn

A Poem by WillaDanvers


Flying over Australia it looked like the world was on fire and suddenly it hit me, Inspired.
Mother...

Mother...

A Poem by L.M. Weeks


A lonely cry into the brisk wind of the desolate's dismay.Another side, the call of a forgotten soul reaches the ears of a higher being.The gentle kis..
Submission by Moonlight

Submission by Moonlight

A Story by WriterInWonderland


Just a short sort of blurb I wrote last year.