Tags Eastern
BodybagA Story by Alexis RaineAn attempt at a haibun. Written in 45 minutes at a literature club meeting after a photo prompt. |
From East to the Western IndA Story by Aritra GhoshWhat isthevery first thing that strikes your mind when you think about style, passion, music, and craze? A guitar! A drum! May be even a violin, piano.. |
A Walk Through Kabul -Travel JournalA Story by Emily CunninghamName speaks for itself |
Last CallA Story by McKinleyAI filled my glass to the brim, then tilted it to my lips. I swallowed it all in one gulp. It seemed a little redundant to use a shot glass now, rathe.. |
A Short Poem for Foreigners of AkihabaraA Poem by Ryan RobinsonCulture shock is real. |
Just like the catA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereLet my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts. Paramahansa Yogananda |
Marketed KnowledgeA Story by egg13A fictional memoir. |
~Shiva and ShaktiA Poem by Katherine Wyatt~Shiva &Shakti Desiring Him since the first world began, He rose like a wild wave and dragged me helplessly into the sea of Bliss. I,.. |
My Eastern Balcony - A short fantasy storyA Story by Luke MA Romance and Remembrance piece set in a fantasy world, centered around the power of love and the loss. |
Leo The Lion HeartedA Poem by NautilusRatio11Sorry elect! We're not romancing the stone,dancing with gnomes, fantastical patterns with domesCelts scribbling scribing the ohm(Ogham)Aum the sound o.. |
The WayA Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTimeWe but walk amongThe thousand walkedPaths, unable to graspThe infinity of the OneTrue Path. The infinityOf the now, then, andForever.Liar is heWho bel.. |
5 Most Influential Philosophers and PsychologistsA Story by JavaA brief list of my personal favourite philosophers and psychologists. |
You ask, What is my Pen used for?A Poem by Stu. T.H.A truthful answer, I shall present you with, my darlings. |
Haiku: A City's Dock at NightA Chapter by Stu. T.H.Another Eastern view: The city docks, even withour commerce, are always bustling to me. |