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The One Of Fire

Pheonix, The Prophecy.

The One of FireMade so powerfulIs it is our desireOr our downfallWe tried before, madeOne of ultimate powerWe never knew or sawThings would turn sourShe was our creationOur salvationShe caused suchDevastation We are the sunsOriginal lifeWe took the moonsA...

Anonymous

Blood Roses After Dark Ch 5

Got a secret, can you keep it, swear this one you'll save. ~Secret by The Pierces

I stepped out of the house and began to head off to the play pit I seemed to keep returning there. Kurai answered every question without hesitation, and without sparing any details. I did not ask some because I knew he could not answer them. I do not know...

Wild Cat

From Mean Street to the open road...

I spent my youth on the East Side of town, cruising the streets and feeling high on what was stowed in my glove box and trunk. My passengers were serious dudes and I smoothly ferried them around so they could deal our crystal cargo in clip joints and in p...

The Power of Words

Darker than my usual, surprising even me. Be wise with your words because this could easily be true.

Due to the brevity and darkness of this piece, I have decided to leave a few lines blank, so not to spoil it. Hey, let's face it bitch: You suck as an artist; you have no creativity, you're a fucked up, hopeless shitty person, a plagiarist, and anything y...

If I were China …and I had power …I think about this thought a lot. If I were China and I conquered the world …and things went the way I planned …nevermind, I sound like a comic book villain now. …but if I had my way All the factories that put cows in box...

Magic Of Love

Picture Prompt One

I have a desire for every inch of you. I need the smell of your breath on my needing lips. The taste of you under the covers, And I can feel your voice running through every fibre of my being. It’s the whispering way you tell me you love me that makes me...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.What may cause a heart to break,Or sometimes raise the dead?What loathsome thing can crawl insideOr rescue from dark dread?A weapon singing through the mist,A s...

The Fragrance Of Her Sleep Mine eyes snapped open then. Yes some compelling whiff hinted At luxury that peeled My seal-ed lips, how ironic That smell can break a spell of sleep! Yet as I woke there was No strong fermented scent, No sense of succulent Swee...

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Elemental

Abandoned by his people, Liam's resurrection rests in the hands of young, inexperienced Merrith.

Liam was beyond hearing me, trapped in a world of touch, scent and taste, but the liquid sloshing around in the stoneware jar I carried was just a temporary state for him. Each touch of the misty air and dew on the grass drew a faint glow from my skin and...

Hands

For all the women in my life...

Hands of woman, the tools of her trade, Dishes and laundry and beds always made. Dialing the doctor while groceries unpacked, Cleaning and dusting and newspapers stacked. Tireless endeavors she must see them all through, Oh by the way she holds down a job...