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1 KILOMETRE MILESTONE EXPERIENCE
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updated Jan 16, 2018

This is a Real story based on my experience which gave me a profound insight in understanding Life..

 
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April's Fool
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updated Dec 26, 2016

April's Fool is the story of John and April Walker, a couple about to celebrate sixty years together. As the clock moves towards December 13th, memories come flying by, but why is it not appropriate to celebrate the occasion?

 
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Believe.
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updated Dec 16, 2018

His life was terrible. He couldn't tell the overwhelming bad from the trickle of good. 24 hours felt like 24 years. Going to school and coming back was jumping through hoops all by its own.  George persevered, if only for his sake, until things became increasingly dire. Breathing air was hardly better than six feet of dirt and a tombstone.  But things changed. After 14 years, George finally believed. 

 
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Colors
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updated Feb 20, 2017

Poetry describing colors.

 
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Do you know what it's like?
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updated May 27, 2017

This poem is about the battle that goes on in the mind of a mentally ill person. 

 
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Drowning
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updated Feb 25, 2017

This is poem I wrote, it depends on who reads it to decide what it is about. 

 
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Home
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updated May 08, 2017

A young girl called Indy is contemplating her home through the perception of other's lives.

 
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Into the neverness
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updated Dec 17, 2016

Whispers deep within me, Becoming louder with each breath, A wakeful slumber is what I do best,Clutching onto fragments of time. Wanting knowingScattered dreamingThe wonders I possess,Tiptoeing around my neverness. Creeping slowly the victim rises,Showing herself in the madness engulfing,Piece by piece the images unfold,Taking hold of any happiness. Wading through so heavy and lost,Resentment fear anguish and hurt,Clutching onto the hope buried so deep. Running, falling, crashing, drowning,Spiralling into a world that cannot see. Feeling smaller as time goes on,Will I ever find my way home?Way beyond the shadows and darkness. Hiding my face from the sorrow,Commando crawling through muddy junk,Tortured by what surrounds me! Increasing speed, yet bogged deep now,Stories of the distant past,Appeasing any movement now,Gripping onto what I already know. Pounding in my energy centre, I have to do something extreme. Wake me from myself I scream! Fill me with pure mess now and free me from prisoned poisoned soul. Lingering in the distance I see,A braided rope - Is this my hope?Dangling there in the light I see,Tiny visions of a happier me. Climbing up the endless stream of cloudy murky nothingness,Stepping onto what's troubling me,Out of the shadows out of the haze,With me now a wonderous blaze. Pushing me up my innocence remains,Full speed now enchanted by the braided rope,Reaching out, I grab it nowThe rope will set me free,Holding on so tightly,As I'm pulled away from the woes that plague me. Into the light and into the freedom,Looking around I can see,The beautiful life that awaits thee,Rising, rising here is some hope,Into the wonders into the dreams,Guided by what I can see. Out of know where it bites me,The rope I hoped was helping me,The rope which holds my destiny,Is now the snake that's biting me,Down, back down so easily,Back into the slumber Back into the neverness.It's swallowed me.  

 
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Marturisirea sufletului
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updated May 17, 2017

 
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More Than a Memory and Less Than a Dream
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updated Aug 21, 2017

More Than a Memory and Less Than a DreamWritten by Brandon BrawnerLet these words help you carry on You blew out the light, So the end could begin;You told me good night, I won’t see you again. The power of your memory,Held the key to rescue me;And the love that we shared,Was the force that set me free;From a changing world I did not knowIt illuminated the darkness that shadowed my soul. When I realized you had gone, A part of me had died;In the morning when I awoke,You were no longer by my side. I can still hear the echo, That you left behind;It carried with it your love for me,And whispered to me goodbye. I hear the song your spirit sings,It soars in perfect harmony;You’ve become a part of everything,As more than a memory and less than a dream. I feel you walking beside me,I believe that you are here;In my heart you speak to me,As I mourn you with my tears. Because you left a love in me,That carries life within its seed;Within this love you carry on,Never to fade or truly be gone. I hear the quiet whispers,As the wind carries you home;The closest you can come to me,So I won’t feel alone. I hear the song your spirit sings,It soars in perfect harmony;You’ve become a part of everything,As more than a memory and less than a dream. Through this change I will find,A part of me I left behind;With your strength I will gain,A way to overcome the pain. Each and every day that goes by,The sun will set and the moon will rise.And it’s in this rhythm that l find,A reason to live the rest of my life. I hear the song your spirit sings,It soars in perfect harmony;You’ve become a part of everything,As more than a memory and less than a dream. © Brandon Brawner May 22, 2005

 
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My White Antelope "A Collection of Poems"
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updated Oct 27, 2017

My poetry speaks about my deepest love towards my beloved wife, to whom I dedicated my collection of poems. Reading through my poetry, you will dive into the abyss of myself, and will know each single

 
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Nothing much
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updated Apr 02, 2017

What happened to the little girl and pony with blue eyes? Who all she ever wanted was to have a horse to ride What happened to the woman whose sons she built her life upon? Never wanting more from life than just to be their mom What happened to her heart cut in pieces by the knife? By being abandoned by the man she loved after she became his wife Disillusioned and alone she will never be the same Does anyone remember her or understand her pain? They killed her gentle spirit taken away her tender touch For what she dreamed of and believed in ended up being nothing much Wishes, love and fairy tales are things she once believed Searching for the truth only to find that she had been deceived What happened to the girl who had charisma from the start? She lost herself so long ago within a broken heart

 
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Shap Sad Jade Green Eyes
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updated Feb 13, 2017

Meeting the devil in my dreams...

 
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Tavern Romantic
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updated Feb 13, 2017

Sitting in the bar, alone, looking for love that never comes...

 
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WHITE NOISE
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updated Jul 02, 2017

this is how my head sounds. it's full of white noise.

 
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Why you do the things you do
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updated Apr 02, 2017

I know how hard it is, and I wish I could be there There's so many times I wish I would have shown how much I care I know I've done some things that I really shouldn't have But if you look at the reasons why you'll see I'm really not that bad I did it for the money, when I didn't have a dime I never meant for it to turn into a life of crime I did it for the challenge, just to see if I really could I did it for the rush and no one thought I really would I did it when I needed recognition so I felt Did it when I had no friends and no one there to help I did it when I thought no one really cared I did it when it hurt so bad, the pain I couldn't bear In chaos and confusion, my world in disarray When I had no one to turn to, is when I went astray When I couldn't disappoint you, and was ashamed to show my face Is when I fell the furthest into my pit of disgrace When the loneliness and heartache inside me was so great That death or total numbness is the only means you can escape And within coping everyday, you lose all track of time Unable to find enough clarity to see you've crossed the line Inside your disillusions, where your sadness takes a hold And your life becomes such misery, you relinquish all control From outside it looks intentional, but its really slip and fall And suicide mission when you feel you've lost it all It's too much to remember and to painful to forget When you're trying so hard to hold on, but your fingers start to slip As you watch the things you want the most getting further from your grasp As the life you loved and were used to, so soon becomes your past As every day you're giving up a little piece of you The less they're able to understand why you do the things you do

 
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Working On Living
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updated Jan 02, 2018

 As you read this,you find out about a boy named Casen who grew up with no good parenting to guide him.He grows up with bad habits and renters a crazy lifestyle.As this happens he starts to hate life and becomes mad.But he goes away from his past and finds a different way of living.

 
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