Poetry Stories

Who is that person in the mirror?

No one, not your parents, not your friends, not the audience that you pass on daily in your life will ever know the true self inside of you, none of them will see the person you see in the mirror, not until that one faithful day. But until that day has come you will change your costume, you will change your mask you will change your make up, your shoes, your hats, your eyes, your…

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Sunshine Grave

Wait for the sun to shine down upon me. I want to feel the warmth I felt when I was still a child, when paradise was in a jar and when the sun made me free. Now I can’t see, I can’t see the world that’s in front of me. But I can tell, I can tell that the sun is doing well. Didn’t feel it for a while, but I know it warms them…

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Book Review: Flowers for Algernon

This short story by Daniel Keyes follows the incredible journey of a man with an low IQ(68) who undergoes a surgery to get smarter. And he does. We follow his progress from the mentally disabled state to the super genius state through his diary, in which he describes what happened and how he felt about it. In this book we are shown a point of view on life that we sometimes find ourselves in and…

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Its an unwritten story

Every dream I had is now gone. Reality is something that feels like a nightmare I can’t wake up,but I know,I know that a nightmare is still a dream, a dream that is bad right now but it shouldn’t stay bad for long. in the blink of an eye it can all change, one thought is enough to change it. But does that mean that I need to change as a whole. I need to…

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Why did I wake up? : Prologue

Prologue: Life works in mysterious ways and no one was able to find out how it exactly works, but hey at least we can categories someones life in many ways. If I would try to fit my life in a category I would head directly to the romantic-comedy section. Its not that I hate my life or anything, in the contrary I enjoy myself here. In my room, safe from the outside things that could…

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Shoes

I will never be perfect, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be able to find the perfect one. This thought goes on and on in my mind no matter what happens to me in life, and when I think I found the prefect person she corrects me and shows me what a big mistake I made. Does my happiness depend from someone else? Oh another thought that wanders constantly into my mind, could you believe…

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Memories

The look that could melt me away, the touch that could blow me away and the voice that was admired by the angels. She was now so close to me, our lips almost touching, I don’t even know what to do. My heart races like crazy, I can’t even move anymore. I am to close to give up but I just cant move , my heart, my heart just beats like crazy. One look, one…

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Short Tales of A Tall Guy : Yogurt is the devil in the morning

It was a really rough morning , I was woken up by the sound of my neighbors banging the hammer violently on some poor piece of metal. Of course they did it with ill intent to crush that metal piece into smaller pieces and not to take away my beauty sleep, some people are just like that. I walked outside my room to the terrace and looked down at my cat laying in the middle…

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Hope X Basket : Chapter I

“Aight, I’ll play you , sixteen points and if I bet you, you’ll play with me on the same team.” I said smiling , Kelo just nodded , I passed him the ball “Warm up , so you cant blame it on that if you lose.” “When did I look for an excuse for losing , did the doc take part of your brain away too.” he laughed and got to the three point line…

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Hope X Basket: Prologue

Countless nights I have spent after that day, after that one move that I did a thousand times, one second of too much pasion, one second of too much effort…could it really be, could it really be over? I asked myself that every night since that day, how a small jump can turn your whole world over, one small jump taking away two years of your life…. What now eh? School, its not that I…

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