Murky Stories

Far away in a distant galaxy, there is a planet called Prismatica. Once a beautiful world of color, a land of rainbows. But just beyond Prismatica's pale white moon is Spectra a moon like world entirely made of diamonds. And through this special diamond sunlight shines through out the galaxy to Prismatica and to a little planet called Earth. However Voidro the King of Shadows sought to conquer the galaxy and cracks Spectra, filling it with Darkness, color fades from worlds and without color, there is no joy or hope. Prismatica became a dark barren wasteland, filled with wild monstrous beasts. Only one hope remains, a legend foretells that a child who possesses a pure and honest heart, would wield the light and with her color champions would drive back the darkness. That child is a young girl named Rainbow Brite!

Not Some everyday poem

In the murky depths, a diver encounters a chained, mask-wearing figure standing upright on the lakebed. Though lifeless in appearance, its gaze shifts toward him, revealing it is not a relic, but a sentinel that waits.

A collection of poems about my thoughts and feelings

The story follows the life of a pak-canadian boy Salil whose inability to get attached with human beings shadows his way to a normal life and as he struggles to feel the sense of affinity around him, a vagabond cloud develops an unlikely curiosity in Salil and narrates his story from afar. The wondrous tale unravels the petty facts of a human life woven with music, poetry and love.

a collection of poems

Emory does not know what is going on. He feels that there are many changes in his surroundings, even if he doesn't know what those changes are. So even if he cannot see any changes, he feels a big amount of unsettlement and the feeling to act about something. But what is it he should act for? Follow Emory on the biggest adventure of his life and the hardest scrutiny for his emotions. Follow him on his way of learning about his deep feelings and about everything around him.

Kata-kata yang tak sempat terucap akan aku tuliskan untukmu.

I've always been afraid of the ocean, yet I'm constantly drawn back to it. Why? Made as part of the #WelcomeToTheBlumhouse contest.

Just another interplay

Have you forgotten, the day you said I'm important, your priority, the one you need and your life?

Murky pond water is a common issue that we can see in many places. However, every problem has the right solution.

This is what I did because I have a lot of thoughts coming in out out of my head all the time. I organized them by putting all of them into groups. "Thoughts", my normal thinking pattern of brain-work, "truth", the thoughts I have about Jesus and life, and "imagination", my different, random, and creative thoughts. So enjoy the poetry, God bless.≧◉◡◉≦ Thanks for all the reads. ;) I would really appreciate the support so please don't forget to comment all feedback and vote once you have finished reading! Follow me to keep updated with this book, as well! Thanks so much!! ≧'◡'≦

Simple sketch prompt that I turned into a set of writing prompts. Enjoy! Prompts include: Garden, eyes, pancake, pattern, pond, mischief, murky, longing, sometimes, scalded, hands, connection, moth, and pumpkin. Read on to see how I use these words in my stories!

"Arthur?  Arthur?  Are you there?" I whispered tentatively, holding the oil wick lantern close to the surface of the water, searching for any sign of him. From his black felt cap to his red jacket, I was knee-high, paddling through the swampy waters, intensely searching for him.   I hoped that he was fooling around, and not somewhere, drowned.   However, it was silent. No sound was made to indicate his presence. That was when I knew I was treading dangerously in murky waters. 

A Poem About A Dead Girl Trying To Sleep In a Lake. Urban legend-esque.