Blackout

Another World. Top Story - December 2024.
My mind opening and closing as it blinks awake My eyes drawing in the cool morning air Smells of another world fill my lungs
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
The Miracle at Maple Hollow: A Christmas Story of Hope and Giving
The Miracle at Maple Hollow Hello friends, Learn all about The Miracle at Maple Hollow: a Christmas love story. Join Clara and her village on an adventure to embrace the true spirit of giving as they follow a mysterious visitor named Nicholas. A story about the magic of gift-giving amid the holiday season. Chapter 1: In the Snow平特
By Kalpesh Vasavaabout a year ago in Poets
The Weight of Silence
**The Weight of Silence** In the quiet of the night, I lie awake, The world outside asleep, but my soul does ache.
By jameel Nawazabout a year ago in Poets
Passion
She has a grip on me That most can’t see The stranglehold of ecstasy Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Friends First
You gotta be my friend first If you want anymore Otherwise it’s the worst Anything otherwise Is a relationship born in a hearse
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Embers of Joy: A Celebration of Heart and Hearth
In the hush of the evening, as twilight descends, The glow of the candles on our table extends. Laughter like music, a soft, swirling tide,
By GoldenSpeechabout a year ago in Poets
Stand-up
Standing up for yourself, Comes with a price, A selfish and ignorant one, From the other person, No-one should force you,
By Tambourine Manabout a year ago in Poets
A poet can be empty too
Wrote a line, erased it Wrote another one, "It's a waste fit" Empty box of brain, I faced it Weak mental inertia, I traced it
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
Shadows of the Moon
The moon hung low in the velvety night sky, its silver light casting eerie shadows over the quiet town of Ravenswood. Nestled between sprawling forests, the town seemed ordinary during the day, but on full moon nights, it became a different place altogether. For as long as the townsfolk could remember, strange whispers, ghostly figures, and haunting cries plagued those who ventured out after dark.
By Israt Jahan Anikaabout a year ago in Poets
Different
I’m sorry I’m not who I was then If you’ve known me long enough You’ll know you’ve never met the same person twice Is it a virtue or a vice
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Blood Crow
Look upon us See our scars From battles past Yet, we are the ones that last No false platitudes Told we have bad attitudes
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
You are my life and you are my death
Come let's sit between the candles and dance under the drizzle of rain Let's embrace the star of the sky and dream of what the moon is
By Housekeepingabout a year ago in Poets