The age of big miracles is past No more does God part the sea. No more does he carry a mountain on his little finger No more does he raise people from the dead No more does he spring out of a pillar to save his devotee. There are no more miracles today. Or are…
Read moreOnce upon a time there was a girl, Naive and sweet. Her heart open with love Twenty-four seven. But people entered, And left without a word. And worse, left their baggage, Of thrash for her to deal with. Initially she shrugged the hurts aside, And went on loving ; Opening her heart Twenty-four seven. But…
Read moreToday’s prompt is to write a letter to a person who supported your writing career, whether that be a friend, a family member, a teacher (even one that supported you at a very young age before you knew that it would blossom into a writing career), an author you’ve never met but have been inspired……
Read moreShould I go up? Or should I go down? Or should I just go round and round? Where will I reach? Where will it end? What will I find around the next bend? Illusions I seek Illusions I find They run in circles in my mind. Where will I reach? Where will it end?…
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