Melodic Stories

two young boy having connection to each other because of serving God

Matthew Anderson, a drummer of the band of Death Dentist, who has a mother who is an alcoholic and has to go to school, go to his 2 jobs to take care of his two siblings. While dealing with teenage hormones and dealing his mother he tries to find himself. Althea Kosta, a young lady with wonderful musical talents, her father is the CEO of a well known company. Her mother is the homemaker of it all. While she's trying to keep her job at the music shop. Will these two completely separate lifes meet up and fall in love? What will the world give them to grow ?

All of the instruments that are invented has its own special meaning and a unique melody. As it is universal and can play a lot of genre; whether you like classic, rock, acoustic or kundiman. Instrument can also be our friend. Our companion. Sometimes if our lips cant speak whats in our mind. If our body cant respond to something we'd have to. We use one of those kind instruments to indicate our actions nor our feelings to someone or to something. In this essay I just want to express something related to instruments. How a one of a kind instrument can relate to our life. How a one of a kind instrument can cherish and understand the happenings in our life just by its own harmonious and melodic sound. Can you name one of those instruments that can relate to you? .. Hope you'll be motivated! Fighting!

It's raining heavily. It isn't the soft,sodden,swollen drops of spring but it's a heavy one with several flashes of lighting and the rumble of thunder. My mind,like a huge pond of too many thoughts running in myriad direction question the sky about the cause behind its shameless cry!! Dude you should stop for today.. It's too much The cafe,which I used to go there often is in front of me. It is almost full. I make my way through the rows of noisy tables of the cafe looking for a place to sit. At the corner there is a seat,unnoticed by most of the people,vacant.The clumsy looking waiter comes and notes down our order. Here feels the void of life. I don't have a company but I used not to mind being left alone,enjoying my own company.Being lost in my own thoughts,I feel great. The waiter brings the order later than usual.I am definitely pissed by it but I don't show it. Just as the waiter goes,among the crowd,I hear a familiar voice. I hear him beside me. My heart stops for a moment and start to pound heavily. I try to listen him but I find the faceless voice cheering and wishing someone's birthday. I find the noise louder than ever. His voice echoes in my head. I don't see him but I hear his voice. I hear his perfect,loving,melodic,smooth voice.His tone is still so expressive and but he isn't laughing loud, boisterous laughs and it clutches my heart and cringes in pain from panic and fear of a force unseen.

Taylor Moore, a young, talented Rocker who lives a normal everyday life, going to few concerts every now and then, soon discovers what might be true love at first sight to a local Bassist in a Heavy Metal band called Rancid Fury. Will everything go perfectly?

Long ago, there were two races. The human race and the Caster race. They lived in harmony together since the very day that they were born. The casters has magical abilities almost that of modern day, 'fictional' wizards. They were born with that ability. Humans were not yet they are able to use magic if trained by a caster. However, one specific group of casters were arrogant, spiteful, and turned their noses up to the "lesser race" of humans. They call themselves, Vortexes. Sooner or later, they gathered enough casters to bring war against humans. They would lose though and get sealed using the power of perfect rhythm. However, years and years later, would be released by someone unexpected. Now the apparent last caster in the world needs to gather heroic souls to train them in perfect rhythm in order to defeat this evil before it's too late. They shall be called... The Power Rangers! (There will be swearing in. So far that's all I can say. Probably for ages 13 and up) [Not actually completed, this is just a precaution]

Singapore's vibrant food scene is a symphony of flavors, where diverse cultures, techniques, and ingredients blend together to create a truly unique culinary identity. But for Ang Chong Yi, food just not about taste - it's about rhythm, harmony, and storytelling. Much like a well-composed song, a great dish must have the perfect balance of elements, coming together to create something greater than the sum of its parts. Through his innovative approach, he combines his passion for Melodic Bites: The Harmonious Flavours of Ang Chong Yi in Singapore music and food, treating each dish as a composition where flavors play different roles - some as the melody, some as the rhythm, and others as the harmony that ties everything together.

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The yearning of a maiden waiting for her lover/Lord. Scene is set in Medieval England.

⎨in which a boy keeps writing songs for a girl⎬ [ lowercase intended !! ] - issxeo

Music I listen to.

This will be a collection of my poetms and my entries into poetry related stuff. There will be explanations to my ideas at times as well and as to why I use certain lines if asked about. I will share my mind with YOU and lead you stray in there. Don't get lost too quick.

Read this if you feel alone. For anyone that can relate.

What a vivid and poetic description of nature's beauty! The imagery painted truly transports the reader to this serene haven nestled within the cobblestone cliffs. The way it captures the essence of the scene-the sights, sounds, and scents-immerses the reader completely. It's as if one can feel the soft grass underfoot, hear the mournful yet melodic songs of the mourning dove, and see the dance of light on the crystal-clear spring water. The portrayal celebrates the intricate harmony of the natural world, and indeed, it feels like a breathtaking performance orchestrated by Mother Nature herself. Bravo!