Scenic Stories

This short story is about a man with a dream, and many scary things happen in this madness-even the body of his best friend. It was all a dream-a folle of a wonderland.

This is just for when I want to share random things.

The story of a man and his discovery, that shook the colony.

Hi. I am very conscious about posting my writings online but i do write all sorts of words in my diaries. I have a turquoise coloured diary where i share my words with paper in form of the little poetry i know. Poetry is often very subjective and personal to a person. They are his personal thoughts and feelings that may inculcate over time or just spurt out in the moment. In such context, a poem is hard to comprehend and may hide in it many hidden and incomprehensible colloquial. Keeping that in mind, I will try my best to give you guys a context of the poems i wrote here. All things said, i am a very amateur writer and these poems are very unedited and raw, for some of you they might feel meagre and pointless but they are still my honest work and i hope you guys can bear the same haha :) Poem 1 - These February Evenings. I was going through a low and my veins were loaded or lets say this sense of existential crisis was creeping onto me, throughout 2019. While there is truth in saying that healing is a process of thought, purpose and realization, i think we all have this, this day that you just wake up and look at yourself and realize that you'll be fine. you'll be alright. I tried to put into words, if not wholly but the very substantial the way i found this feeling. It is a bit long but i hope it is presentable and you guys like it. Also in the cover, i have tried my best to capture the imagery of the poem through my camera lens. --------- Poem 2 - His cigarettes. I do not even remember when i picked up the habit. It never is about the time we are smoking them.. but about the time we aren't. I am glad i quit it but they were still the most traumatic and dreadful seconds of time to live in. The poem is raw and hopes to catch some abstract of painful bubble hope. ------------ I shall soon add my other poems. Thank you very much for giving me your time. Happy reading :)

I decided to write a simple yet personal poem one day sitting on my porch during the afternoon.

FLOWERS ARE UNIQUE JUST LIKE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF US

"life's like a road you travel on" ↺ |◁ II ▷| ♡ ılı.lıllılı.ıllı.Life is a Highwayılı.lıllılı.ıllı. [( o/)]|::|[( o/)] ୨⎯ When seventeen year old Emmaline Collin's parents die, she drops out of school and pursues in a "van life." She soon meets an adventurous man named Noah Bentley. The two travel the world and their bond deepens throughout the journey. But will fate jeopardize all of what their relationship has become, and does the road ahead eventually split into two? ⎯୧ Cover creds to verychilly -love you girly

A story of what happened on the night that Zulu and Zaza Zebra stayed over at the Pig residence.

Prompt from a friend: A newlywed couple settles down to a quick labor day picnic and the deli meats they made out of their neighbors' runaway teenager. Their bereaved neighbors finally arrive as they were invited, but don't know what they're eating.

August 7th, 1917. The muddy trenches that scatter the western front are silent. Soldiers on both sides look to the sky as the heavens open, and soon the summer battlefield is covered in snow. On august the 12th, a ceasefire is agreed. The war is over. Two years later, the sun fails to rise. Follow Charlie Himms as she sets off on a journey, a quiet journey, seven years on from the quiet demise of mankind itself as she embarks to make many wrongs right in the new world she finds herself in.

A poem about the Moonlight shining on the Natural Landscape of New Zealand

This is a book of photos taken by me in my real life.I got this idea of creating this kind of a book a while ago.So,now here it is.I created it. (Disclaimer: None of the images in the book are mine. The credits for them goes to their rightful owners).

These descriptions will send you to another place on (or off) Earth. It could be at any point or at any time. My goal is to let you calm yourself down

A collection of bizarre dreams. The theme of the story is stated.

The whole world stops and the end starts. SYNOPSIS The sea levels starts to change. Rapid currents starts to gather towards the pole, sucking up all the waters which were all covered in the equator region. The Europe and the England now gathers into a one massive mainland. The atmosphere follows the currents, making those who lives in the equator region breathe in a difficult way. Day and night starts to fall apart while the gap between the temperatures of the day begins to grow slowly. An Earth Scientist named John Halls and a Meteorologist named Annie Halls discovers a shocking fact about earth and the future of the whole globe...

A couple of poems about nature! I hope you enjoy reading them! I will continue updating as a I write more. If you want, send feedback to help improve my poem writing!

This my collection of poems, which I've written, In no particular order. Enjoy!

Imagine you wake up in a dark room with duck tape covering your mouth, or it's pouring rain and you are miles away from your car. Read these scenes and picture these scenarios coming to life.