Writing

A Proclamation To The World

A Story by TheThaumaturge

Something everyone needs to hear

A WARRIOR’S VOICE

A Poem by anthony blake

Finding one's way through life

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A Poem by Mario Vitale

A look at heaven

heaven verses he'll.

A Poem by Onlyme

Is hell really down below,and heaven up abovewho knows?Not me.All, I know we live and dieand live on this planetcalled earth.Sometimes.I think to myse..

It Was The End There

A Poem by jordanfrancisco

now i find myselfin a bottomless pit coldit was the end thereflat lined with viewersjust let me rest in peace nowyour torture is donewhere are the ros..

Mother and Son

A Poem by GothGranny

This is a true story about a mother's 50 year old son dying from a heart attack, and she was so heartbroken over his sudden death, that she died in th..

God

A Poem by Amit

God, the supreme soul can't be described with few words. But it's a little trial to do that.

Chapter Four: The Master

A Chapter by Mika Franolich

The next morning Mihaela awoke to her maid gently shaking her. “Lady Mihaela, a guide is here from the castle to lead us there. I’m to he..

Onism

A Story by Jace H.K.

A boy and a crow discuss death.

Heaven

A Poem by Justin C

Another prose poem I wrote recently. Hope you enjoy!

Heaven XI - And on the 8th Day God Created Footbal..

A Story by HoWiE

'Some people believe football is a matter of life and death. I'm very disappointed with that attitude. I can assure you it is much, much more importan..

Heaven & Hell?

A Poem by Onlyme

Is being on earth, actually helland when you die you actuallygo to heaven? To which in reality just meansyou are at peace.As no one has actually comeb..

Warmth Of God's Love

A Poem by Onlyme

Sitting in the garden on the grasson a gloriously sunshiny daypeaceful and quiet around meEveryone is still indoorsdoing their own things.I sit on the..

World War 10

A Book by Dennis

A few first drafts of chapters, of a story about how the higher forces struggle for control. Fantasy, creepshow, and a little touch of horror. Enjoy t..

A cosy wood or log fire...

A Poem by Onlyme

A cosy wood or log fireroaring away and sitting in front ofit toasting myself.Wrapped up on the sofacomfortable and watchingthe tv. In a dark room. Wi..