Tags fate
Fatefall - 47A Chapter by A.L.Adrian |
Fatefall - 48A Chapter by A.L.Sage |
Fatefall - 49A Chapter by A.L.Nakoa |
Fatefall - 50A Chapter by A.L.Poppy |
A Day In Anna's LifeA Story by Willys WatsonA Day In Anna’s Life1.She had just finished eating breakfast when her phone rang. Answering it, she knew it was her art rep and she noticed, by .. |
Black HolesA Poem by AJ DouglasIn the vast stygian void of spacecallous and colddevoid of deitiesstars exhaust themselves after eonsof sending their light across the universebloatin.. |
You are my KryptoniteA Story by Jerald Infant Jeyarethina..Kryptonite is a fictional material from the Superman mythos. It is famous for being the ultimate natural weakness of Super |
The WriterA Book by Jerald Infant Jeyarethina..The story of a writer in his own words, "In the hallowed cloisters of my retreat, my heart weeps ink, and the pages catch my tears. The whispers of my.. |
Certainly EarnedA Poem by Panhead RodA short poem reflection the lessons learned from experience |
Rod’s Insanity © 2022A Story by Panhead RodThis piece is the introductory comment for one of the chapters of my book, :Gremlins in the Dirty Laundry" © 2022 |
Relativity of time and spaceA Story by Panhead RodRod's lifetime journey in a nutshell |
Mix and Fix ©2019A Poem by Panhead RodI sometimes get frustrated with life, and all it's burdens. When I do, I find that writing down my feelings can be a great escape... |
The ThirteenthA Poem by Panhead RodA poem about Friday the thirteenth as just another day... |
The Mid-October BluesA Poem by Panhead RodPoem about finding ways to get through the blues. |
Measure of WorthA Poem by Panhead RodA piece about what we can leave behind... |
Mid-Fall ThoughtsA Poem by Panhead RodJust trying to age with grace... |
A State of Ambedo © 2022A Poem by Panhead RodA poem giving escape to the burden of laboring... |
Coddled thoughtsA Poem by Panhead RodAlcohol and depression do not mix together. Hope should be encouraged... |
Venetian DreamsA Poem by Panhead Rod...Winter time is almost here...Yet, today...the skies are clear.As the morning sun does rise,gusts now blow to leave's demise.Could not sleep, felt u.. |