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Dear G-d…… Dear G-d…… … Dear G-d… …This is how I addressThe King of the Universe.With hesitation,Trembling and Awe, andUncertainty that my KingEven has an open court. My King of the Universe.My King of My Universe.Where are you?I climb the mountains,Swim...

Training Mantra of the Gingerbread Girl

What I say to myself whilst I train for a charity walk dressed as a Ginga girl.

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Run, run,And I'll let you pass;You can catch me,I'm the gingerbread lass.But I don't care if you're fast;I'm slow,'Cos I'm going the paceThat my feet can go.You...

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Open heart

the beauty of life and love will leave its scars.

Between one broken beat and the thunder of the next Her heart swings wide like a old door on rusted hinges A peek inside reveals a crisscross network of scars half healed wounds and the faint trace of tomorrow's tears Soft warm throbbing testament to a li...

Gidealis Enigma Chapter 51

The golden rain of revelation is only the beginning...

Chapter 51 The Golden Rain “Maybe because you all know more than I do!” I answer loudly to the child, but no one is surprised. “Thank you.” Is heard behind us. I turn around, startled, and it is Yasen, transparent, just like Verba. He addressed his “thank...

A Lock That's Lost Its Key

It's Creative Writing homework... but I thought I'd share it with u. I love this class, hope u enjoy

A whole different world-a world with layers and chambers.Things swirl around-blue and purple smoke,pink and red sweetness,yellow and green tartnessrainbows of confusionand blackness deeper than space.There is no key to this world,you have been locked out-...

V-Sign to the Sunshine, Stripy Socks and Gingas

How does a gloomy grump see joy where there is no joy?

This musing only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sometimes I feel that the world is a graceless place. Well, alright, I always feel that. For me, every day is a task that I cannot look forward to. But there...