Winter : Writing

To Paint the World in Colour

To Paint the World in Colour

A Story by Winter


For the person who I knew for three days and opened my eyes to the world.
Where is it when I needed it?

Where is it when I needed it?

A Poem by Winter


Questions we still ask ourselves from time to time.
The man who sells misfortune

The man who sells misfortune

A Story by Winter


SORRY IF I MADE YOU CRY OR ANYTHING! Please comment though. Story belongs to me.
Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by Winter


Sometimes I wonderWhere are you?Are you in the fields?Rolling in the green grassOr in the sea?Playing with the playful wavesPerhaps in the sky?Dancing..
Every student's dream

Every student's dream

A Poem by Winter


Probably every students dream when the exams are coming to a close. The poem belongs to me
Last smile

Last smile

A Story by Winter


"How dare you!"He flinched at the sharp words. Lips quivering, hands trembling, chest rising and falling mightily, voice cracking. His eyes grew hard,..
A broken skater

A broken skater

A Story by Winter


One smooth stride, she gracefully glided across the ice. A cold playful breeze nipped at her cheeks, leaving a rosy hue to her skin. Her long blond ha..
Red black white

Red black white

A Poem by Winter


Three colours I can see
Lost Love

Lost Love

A Story by Winter


To be loved and broken
A demon's cry

A demon's cry

A Poem by Winter


When life turn against one, black thoughts screams into one's mind

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