Short Story Seeking Friendly Advice
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st Dec 2023 3:35pm
1st Dec 2023 3:35pm
Demonic Vampirism Regret
Man, you mean to tell us brothas you ain’t got rid of that stank ass hellish hoe
That life in the dark don’t bring no clean pussy that taste like honey to the tongue when it flow
Something in that abyss you will never cum to know
Man, she problem have him sucking on her dead looking toes
That’s for sho
Man fuck ya'll... but the broad is crazy, with a low grade mentality
Everywhere I go I could swear she be stalking me
Smelling my draws
Like a Hound from hell in heat, with some...
That life in the dark don’t bring no clean pussy that taste like honey to the tongue when it flow
Something in that abyss you will never cum to know
Man, she problem have him sucking on her dead looking toes
That’s for sho
Man fuck ya'll... but the broad is crazy, with a low grade mentality
Everywhere I go I could swear she be stalking me
Smelling my draws
Like a Hound from hell in heat, with some...
#war
#sun
#moon #ShortStory
#moon #ShortStory
320 reads
4 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
25th Nov 2023 2:52am
25th Nov 2023 2:52am
Christmas Tradition
Last year I made the mistake of saying,
"Let’s make Christmas a little more fun,”
“And buy all our gifts from an auction."
Oh, how I wish those words could be undone.
Our son thought that was a great idea,
and he started some online bidding,
on many lots of miscellaneous junk,
sadly, he was winning.
For his dad it was a bin of well-used tools,
which made him very pleased,
Dad said, “Thanks so very much son!”
“I can definitely use all of these.”
My son then handed me a gift.
Oh, I wonder what it could...
"Let’s make Christmas a little more fun,”
“And buy all our gifts from an auction."
Oh, how I wish those words could be undone.
Our son thought that was a great idea,
and he started some online bidding,
on many lots of miscellaneous junk,
sadly, he was winning.
For his dad it was a bin of well-used tools,
which made him very pleased,
Dad said, “Thanks so very much son!”
“I can definitely use all of these.”
My son then handed me a gift.
Oh, I wonder what it could...
#family
#Christmas
#holiday
#ShortStory
#WritingPoetry
183 reads
6 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
4th Nov 2023 1:40am
4th Nov 2023 1:40am
Once Upon A Death
On a distant mountain
There climbed a girl
Not quite yet woman
She watched and waited
For rocks to quit tumbling down
Before she took her cue
Fearless in her climb
Of a few impatient years
Too eager to know any better
Unprepared for the inevitable fall
When its plates shifted
Her grip began to slip
Cramping her fingers
Until the pain was too much to bear
She finally let go and
Embraced her death
Reborn when the time was right
And not a second sooner
Up she came, a woman now ...
There climbed a girl
Not quite yet woman
She watched and waited
For rocks to quit tumbling down
Before she took her cue
Fearless in her climb
Of a few impatient years
Too eager to know any better
Unprepared for the inevitable fall
When its plates shifted
Her grip began to slip
Cramping her fingers
Until the pain was too much to bear
She finally let go and
Embraced her death
Reborn when the time was right
And not a second sooner
Up she came, a woman now ...
#ShortStory
#LifeAsAWriter
449 reads
24 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2023 5:22am
23rd Oct 2023 5:22am
The Demon of Whitechapel
Part 1: Blood and Unrest
Inspector Tom Grassford leaned over the cluttered table, poring over the latest reports from the Whitechapel district. The incessant rain tapped against the windowpanes of their shabby office, while Inspector Alfred Sharp sat across from him, his expression equally grim.
"The Ripper continues his ghastly spree," Grassford muttered, pushing a strand of his damp, graying hair away from his brow. "Another poor woman, Alfred. God help us all."
Sharp nodded, his face a portrait of concern. "The...
Inspector Tom Grassford leaned over the cluttered table, poring over the latest reports from the Whitechapel district. The incessant rain tapped against the windowpanes of their shabby office, while Inspector Alfred Sharp sat across from him, his expression equally grim.
"The Ripper continues his ghastly spree," Grassford muttered, pushing a strand of his damp, graying hair away from his brow. "Another poor woman, Alfred. God help us all."
Sharp nodded, his face a portrait of concern. "The...
#dark
#evil
#Halloween
#scary
#ShortStory
336 reads
2 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
18th Oct 2023 5:04am
18th Oct 2023 5:04am
The Final Ember
In a dim and somber chamber, there sat a man of weary conscience. His study was a tapestry of ancient tomes and forgotten lore, casting spectral shadows upon the wainscoted walls. With trembling hands, he clutched a volume bound in tattered leather, and his thoughts, like ravens, circled darkly over his past deeds.
The fireplace, a source of feeble illumination, flickered and struggled to maintain its warmth. As his conscience gnawed at him, the fire in the hearth began to dance with fervor, its flames casting a macabre glow upon the room. Shadows twisted and writhed in...
The fireplace, a source of feeble illumination, flickered and struggled to maintain its warmth. As his conscience gnawed at him, the fire in the hearth began to dance with fervor, its flames casting a macabre glow upon the room. Shadows twisted and writhed in...
#dark
#evil
#scary
#ShortStory
#horror
251 reads
2 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
16th Oct 2023 6:29am
16th Oct 2023 6:29am
Another Day, Another Psycho
John's life had always been mundane, filled with routine. He had a loving wife, Sarah, and two beautiful children, Lily and Daniel. His desk job at the accounting firm was a monotony he had grown accustomed to, until the inexplicable events began.
One chilly Monday morning, John went through his usual motions, but as he brushed his teeth, he noticed something peculiar. The toothpaste tasted different, and the bathroom tiles seemed to shimmer with an odd, otherworldly sheen. He dismissed it as a momentary lapse in his perception and carried on.
Arriving at work, he...
One chilly Monday morning, John went through his usual motions, but as he brushed his teeth, he noticed something peculiar. The toothpaste tasted different, and the bathroom tiles seemed to shimmer with an odd, otherworldly sheen. He dismissed it as a momentary lapse in his perception and carried on.
Arriving at work, he...
#dark
#death
#ShortStory
#MentalHealth
#mystery
296 reads
2 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
18th Aug 2023 8:29am
18th Aug 2023 8:29am
She. A History of Adventure
" I am She, Ayesha, ruler of Kôr
Sorceress, Queen, She-who-must-be-obeyed,
are you my lover I sent through deaths door
two thousand years ago, returned today?
I heard you call out to me, call to me
I called thee back to my immortal embrace,
you'll be HE if you survive what you see
when I show my Sun-Fired Beautiful Face...
Ah, prostrated, indeed you're Kallikrates
restored! Now, through the Pillar of Fire,
then you too, immortal, will be twice blesséd
and...
Sorceress, Queen, She-who-must-be-obeyed,
are you my lover I sent through deaths door
two thousand years ago, returned today?
I heard you call out to me, call to me
I called thee back to my immortal embrace,
you'll be HE if you survive what you see
when I show my Sun-Fired Beautiful Face...
Ah, prostrated, indeed you're Kallikrates
restored! Now, through the Pillar of Fire,
then you too, immortal, will be twice blesséd
and...
#rhyming
#fiction
#ShortStory
176 reads
2 Comments
Shoveleaner
Poem Published
10th Jul 2023 2:09am
10th Jul 2023 2:09am
Digging Deep One More Hole
I never meant to be so heartless, yet sentiment can't help explain.
It seems a means to an end regardless, if there is proof to fault or blame.
Another night is spent in darkness, judgement and level head is regained.
Day break is civilized, Dawn is harmless. Now that I'm civil once again.
As I dig in the dark near the car I have parked, so the headlights can shine-
Cause without them I'm blind. Hours ago I awoke to a timeline that broke.
Look passed mirrors through smoke. Tricks were played on my mind.
It's true when they say that time flies,...
It seems a means to an end regardless, if there is proof to fault or blame.
Another night is spent in darkness, judgement and level head is regained.
Day break is civilized, Dawn is harmless. Now that I'm civil once again.
As I dig in the dark near the car I have parked, so the headlights can shine-
Cause without them I'm blind. Hours ago I awoke to a timeline that broke.
Look passed mirrors through smoke. Tricks were played on my mind.
It's true when they say that time flies,...
#beauty
#fiction
#narrative
#ShortStory
#revenge
335 reads
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
19th May 2023 7:20pm
19th May 2023 7:20pm
Shadows Inna Di Woods <pipe> Part 1
The weekend came, our journey long-awaited,
To the hills in the country, we were fated,
To visit the community where Bryan's kin
Had lived their entire lives, where memories begin.
I, too, am from this district, a near-distant
Overlooking the small plain and stream, persistent
In its flow, fed by scores of small springs
Squirting from rocks along narrow sides, it brings
Us closer to nature's bounty, to the cave
Never explored before, a hidden enclave
Of secrets and mysteries waiting to be unveiled,
Where the earth's treasures...
To the hills in the country, we were fated,
To visit the community where Bryan's kin
Had lived their entire lives, where memories begin.
I, too, am from this district, a near-distant
Overlooking the small plain and stream, persistent
In its flow, fed by scores of small springs
Squirting from rocks along narrow sides, it brings
Us closer to nature's bounty, to the cave
Never explored before, a hidden enclave
Of secrets and mysteries waiting to be unveiled,
Where the earth's treasures...
#friendship
#scary
#ShortStory #horror
#ShortStory #horror
213 reads
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Maple666
Poem Published
12th May 2023 10:39pm
12th May 2023 10:39pm
A twenty four hour bug thing .
I’ve never felt so controlled. I’m not that type I know my own mind . A handsome face Is just a face after all and blue lagoon eyes may make you want to get naked and jump in for a dip but what of it . I’m not easy to be persuaded to let go of anything below the surface . My dress Is fastened with the top button resting neatly at the nape of my neck and flows way past my knees saying hello to my wedge sandals .Everything is present and correct but when I look at him I blush an explosive ruby red and now I start to pray . Holy mother of god please let him not be a mind reader. I’m losing my...
#anxiety
#funny
#ShortStory
#LifeChangingMoment
#aging
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
12th May 2023 9:03pm
12th May 2023 9:03pm
Thief In The Market
At Linstead Market, amidst the hustle and bustle,
A scene of thievery did unfurl and rustle.
My aunt and I sought vegetables fresh and fair,
As the aroma of the market filled the air.
The scotch bonnet peppers, of many colours and firm,
And richly red tomatoes, that made our mouths water and squirm.
As my aunt made her purchase, I looked around,
And witnessed a crime that left me astounded.
A girl with a knife, slicing a bag with stealth,
Taking advantage of a fat lady's health.
The people around were oblivious, unaware, ...
A scene of thievery did unfurl and rustle.
My aunt and I sought vegetables fresh and fair,
As the aroma of the market filled the air.
The scotch bonnet peppers, of many colours and firm,
And richly red tomatoes, that made our mouths water and squirm.
As my aunt made her purchase, I looked around,
And witnessed a crime that left me astounded.
A girl with a knife, slicing a bag with stealth,
Taking advantage of a fat lady's health.
The people around were oblivious, unaware, ...
#ShortStory
174 reads
2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
9th May 2023 00:40am
9th May 2023 00:40am
Be On Guard
A mesmerizing moment,
Like a sudden guess,
Quickly steals away the
Breathing assurance
Of what is true,
As if to believe the
Thief in the night,
Stringing together attention,
Like a bow to
Fire flames from the shadows.
In the after hours,
With no limit,
And a full belly,
Knowing what to say
Philosophizes the aesthetic of
Bringing death to life,
Summoning innuendos
Of trickery, allusion,
Proudly jesting double standards,
With tales of the dragon.
Bestial guts,
Like the sword...
Like a sudden guess,
Quickly steals away the
Breathing assurance
Of what is true,
As if to believe the
Thief in the night,
Stringing together attention,
Like a bow to
Fire flames from the shadows.
In the after hours,
With no limit,
And a full belly,
Knowing what to say
Philosophizes the aesthetic of
Bringing death to life,
Summoning innuendos
Of trickery, allusion,
Proudly jesting double standards,
With tales of the dragon.
Bestial guts,
Like the sword...
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#ShortStory
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
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