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Monday, 15 October 2012

Strange

Why this love has to be got so strange? Why it makes us look the dream which we never owns? Why we need someone to love us? Why this whole world end up with love? Why it makes us wait for someone we know we never gonna get them back? Its strange, But this is something have whole life in it. Its the energy, Its the power, Its the light, Its the motion, Molecules are bigger then this. And even Jupiter is Smaller in front of it. What this love makes us from the bigning to the end. It develops, it energies, it makes us feel out of the world. Love is selfish but devoting the same time. What kind of diplomacy it is! Girls have soft Heart, guys...

Sunday, 15 July 2012

Looking at you

Hey hi, you must be thinking i am stupid and coming back to you. Actually this was a secrete which i promise i will never share with you. But i don't think i can hold for so long. I know you will understand that with your unconscious mind. but here is something which i always want to say you. There is nothing i can do when you are around, i can only stare at you. And not even can blink my eyes because i dont want to miss any moment of looking at you. :) I know i am stupid, but really this is a way i always feel for you. I don't think i have any another way, then to understand you. I love the way you smile when you tightly close your eye and...

Sunday, 1 July 2012

Taken from Sanity

               The lady with the candle-light dress took my hand and smiled. "I would love this dance."               First time a girl had said yes.               I felt fancy wearing this suit - I had found it the room I woke up in - but she remarked on how plain it was. Compared to her shimmering, yellow, no - orange, no - red dress that reminded me every bit of a flame, I supposed it was.              ...

The World Unknown.

Sitting where I am today, sitting down on the cold concrete of this pipe, makes me stop and think. If I were to die today, dyeing in the arms of someone I loved would the be the best way to go. As if, dyeing without someone, would be like, dyeing, but with the pain of an already existing broken heart. As if the person you loved, would be there for you through everything you went through, or a best friend to be there to hold you as you take your last breathes.The wind, that passes from tree to tree, house to house, that ends up coming to me, makes it seem like it has traveled for miles on end just to playfully throw my hair. Or the way is caresses...

Sneaking Around in the Dark

Darkness is a thick blanket that threatens to choke any who ventured out in it. If I wanted to, I felt I could cut it with one of my daggers. The moon above offers no light as I slip through the tangle of tents, the clink of my knives quieted for this mission. No one needs to know of my quest. In my hand rests a roll of parchment, the spider-web scrawl visible to my magic altered sight. The red writing, no doubt written in blood, holds a most precious secret, one I am assigned to protect with my life. I have to get it out of the camp and into the hands of their enemy, for I am a Messenger, and this letter is from an allied Spy. My breath becomes...

Island People

Cairo thought she was going to be ill as she perched in the bow of the boat.  The boat rose up onto a wave and then fell with a spray of water into the trough only to be thrust violently up again.  Every rise and fall served to jar her spine and make her teeth rattle.  As she watched the ten, dark squat men labor over their oars, arms and back muscles straining, she didn’t dare say anything. Initially when they’d first started out to pay tribute to the dying island king, the waves had been a mere chop.  But before they’d gotten halfway across the bay, the wind had shifted violently sending gigantic rollers their direction. ...

They Fell (Ending)

I opened my eyes, andI suddenly realized I wasn't in U.S. History anymore. I was in a valley; two huge mountains rose up above me as the winding river crashed below me. Only one place came to mind, andit came from out of nowhere: theMachu Picchu montain range. In South America."Xavier?" I whispered, not daring to be heard by anyone."Eliza," I heard someone whisper back. "Stay right where you are. Don't move a muscle."Something in his voice didn't sound right to me. He sounded a lotmore anxious than any human could ever sound. It almost didn't sound like him.Suddenly, my whole body started to tense up. I felt as if I was being watched. I opened...

A circulating painful grip on life.

Don’t keep your expectations in sight, because what you will read here will banish expectations, this is something you will read and never expect any of it.No one saw her slip through. No one took any notice of the girl when she latched open the door, pulled the ivory doors wide enough to squeeze two people through. She stood at the edge of the room, one foot step away from everything that held a change so big, it had the universe in sake of dying. She took a risky glance back but all of her friends were laughing and flirting with others. No one stared at her with startled eyes as they swarmed to see the rest of what was hidden. No one would...

Love's vomit

I never knew I was bound to change. Shall I say I’m normal? Although, it is a lie that is told from my bitter mouth. Dare I say it, I’m in love. Love foretold in a beautiful fairy tale. I believed this within all my might. Yes I was in love with a man until I devoured his warm, luscious, love filled heart. I am estranged by a curse. What curse you ask? Well you mortal being, you will see when the moonlight ravishes my perfect looking skin.My name was Miranda, Miranda Higgins. My eyes, green like emeralds. The colour that portrays jealousy. My hair, the colour of gold riches men kill to treasure. Men loved my perfectly sculptured face. Men bored...

memories in Absinth

It was late at night. Kate stared into the crackling fire. She pulled the robe closer to her. Then she took one of her long, blond strands of hair and watched it closely. The scissors lied next to her on the salon table. Kate sighed. This cozy room in this great manor wasn’t hers. A tear started to run down her cheek when the memories came flooding back. Two years earlier she worked at a bar. The King’s Arms was a regular inn in downtown London, where it all began. All her life she had lived on the banks of the Thames. When she had been a child, her dreams were destroyed by the harsh reality of the life poor people lead. Her mother had died...

Breath of Life

Sneak Peek of: Breath of Life            I walked into the clearing with Cassandra. She looked at me and said, “They’ll be here soon. We have to wait for Gregory and Cole to get here,” She said, trying to manage a smile. I nodded, looking at Cassandra. “How are we going to keep them from following me?” I asked, concerned. “Needy and Alisa are going to take your coat and spread throughout the Forest, to keep Adriana and Jackson off your trail.” She said, looking ahead again. “Devon, I promised to keep you safe, and that is what I’m going to do.” She said, kissing me on the lips. Suddenly,...

Lalaou

Trring---Trrrring-----Trrrrring. For the umpteenth time Gareth snoozed his alarm on his shiny new phone and it felt like it had been ringing a million times. He fought waking up so hard this morning because, one, he was getting to sleep for this long, after long and two, because he was having the best dream about Trisha and himself. The girl in question was someone he'd been infatuated with for two years. She worked in his office six months ago as an intern and although he had not seen her since, he had been content with stalking her Facebook page first thing in the morning and other times in the day.Gareth...

Saturday, 30 June 2012

Flamewings

(A/N: I know that it seems really strained in places, and not everything makes sense, but that’s what happens when you try something new. And this is not my usual writing style at all. So, that means I want feedback. Judge away! Also, sorry about the scrolling. It’s a large chunk of story, but it didn’t seem right to split it up. Thanks.)The first thing Rahna saw when she opened her eyes was mist. It stretched on forever and ever, and it showed no signs of clearing. She tried her best to spin it- it was air, after all- but nothing happened. She tried to conjure wind, but she didn’t feel the familiar warmth in her palms. Nothing. It seemed like...

The Enchated Wood-D.J Davies Page 2

Next when she thought everyone else apart from Damien were asleep Katherine got him up and said “come with me.” Together they sneaked out of the camp and Damien said “where are you taking me”. So Katherine replied“Where the next fiend is waiting.”When Damien was woken up properly and his eyes got used to the dark, he started to wonder how Katherine can see in the dark easily and then he heard something “stop” said Damien suddenly. “What is it?” asked Katherine.“I think I heard something.” It was then both of them heard a deep rumbling growl from behind a bush and then Damien looked through it and saw a very big beast that included a snake’s...

The Enchanted Wood-D.J Davies

Next there was an evil witch brewing some ghastly potion saying “hocus pocus you will die from curses.” So Alex went up to Damien and said “I’ve got an idea. I’ll go get it’s broom and hit the witch across the head with it and drown it in that evil smelling potion or poison, whatever it is,” and that is exactly what he did, he crept behind the witch, picked up the broom and hit the witch across the head with the broom and it was knocked out cold, straight away and so Alex picked up the witch and grabbed it’s head and then he forced it into the potion and the witch screamed until the face evaporated into the potion.Next they found a sphinx who...

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