Listening Stories

From Mind to Thoughts.....and Thoughts to Tongue...,,

Many IELTS test-takers fail not because they don't understand English, but because they don't fully understand the test format. In this chapter, you'll learn how the 2025 IELTS Listening test is structured, what to expect in each section, and how to manage your time effectively - especially for those preparing in the US.

This story is just a compilation of my thoughts, feelings, and everyday issues. I can get very wordy and I apologize. This is also kind of therapeutic, but I'd like imput on what the population thinks if my normally unheard thoughts. *also I will voice my opinions about contraversal topics a lot

The heart tells no lie. All things from the heart matters.

untrustworthy friend's in a small village,there lived a friend cloaked in deceit, whose words were but sweet whispers masking the venom of betrayal. Like the serpent in the garden, their promises coiled around unsuspecting hearts, only to strike with treachery when least expected.leaving behind a trail of dead bodies.

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These are the lines that are banging in my head. I am becoming a little old, it's funny, right? This time, I am playing a bigger role because this is the final time, our readers will explore the world of Peaceland with a goodbye, never expected.

What happens when good is separated from evil?

Claries has got it all figured out on her way to senior year. The only thing that can get in her way is a guy. This story tells of her forbidden love that shakes her world, stirs up the past and tests her faith.

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Poetry in the modern world. Life challenge stuff. Take on a new path stuff. Devote yourself to the best path for you stuff. Listen to God stuff. Neural pathways stuff. Self-doubt stuff. Our own worst enemy stuff. Hope stuff.

"Just because God doesn't answer your prayers doesn't mean He's not listening, He's ust got something better in store for you"

Listening is one of the greatest attribute which people do not practise in this fast forward world. Everyone longs for a compassionate listener but honestly nobody follows it. It's said sharing thoughts or grief reduces the burden and calms down the mind, unless someone is patient enough to LISTEN. So this poem is basically written to inspire and inculcate the habit of LISTENING out to the screams of someone.

This is where I will place all of my poems. :)