All Poetry Contest (Ends December 3rd, 2020). — Lucy’s Works

Hello everyone. I am currently hosting a contest through All Poetry, and it is centered around writing poetry inspired by Wallace Stevens. This is the first poetry contest I am doing through there and if anyone would like to participate, you must submit your entry through All Poetry. The contest ends on December 3rd, 2020 […]

hundred followers

I am overjoyed to announce that a few days ago my follower list hit the magical number of hundred 💯 without languishing interminably at 99. *blush* (Patting me on my back) I feel deeply humbled and honoured for your support and solidarity, for prodding and poking and abetting me to improve, spoiling me with your

David by John Young — Dreaming in Fiction

A brilliant summer’s morning and David, an introspective, but ever curious, thirteen-year-old child, is walking alone as he often does in the countryside near his home. His preference for his own company sometimes worries his parents as does his remarkable capacity to accept and tolerate pain.  Though small for his age he is at school […]

Submit your blog for free to the Blog Directory — Cristian Mihai

Do you want more readers for your blog? For free? Submit your blog to the blogging directory by clicking this link here. Click on Add Listing… Select your category, based on your blog’s main topic. Write down a few words about your blog, add your blog’s link, a couple of tags, and that’s it. Did […]

my tryst with evil

“Anyone who stands by the abuser is either extremely envious narcissist, someone who secretly begrudges you, covets to see you fail or have abused you before.” I did get Vasudha’s drift and agreed with her but it was flipping cold along the pavement and I wanted to get inside as soon as possible. I ran

misappropriation

After the latest incident of misappropriation of the office fund, I decided to visit with Soni. I knew Soni’s Granny hides a lot from her papa but I could understand it. Soni’s father was a hostile person with volatile anger and in such cases, if you have a little concern for your well being, it’s

we grew up when we learned it

The secret of outmanoeuvring doesn’t lie in criticism. But performing better than your opponent. Talent and effort speak for itself. Best people never care for being the best… *** We don’t need to be flawless We don’t need to be the best We will succeed as we are We will celebrate this fest *** Growing

society soup – the ideal world – how to protect and serve to abuse

The thought came to me without warning. I felt this urge to make a mockery of how people were living their lives or enjoying their time. At least I had something to say at the moment on the social media. That’s what it was made for after all. It feels good that I have control

tree

I think that I shall never see, A poem lovely as a tree, A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed Against the earth’s sweet flowing breasts A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair

things i’m yet to ask you

My beloved, I offer my thankful gratitude to you for your benevolence and generosity. Eventually, I decided to resort to love and yet the question, rather rhetorical, hangs over its nature, origin and even…orientation? Whether this love is contingent on the presence or the absence of sex? These questions have been howling through the crevices