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The Train.

I have many .......

L'Annunziata

L’Annunziata I hadn’t wanted to go.

High Water (1)

Just after the solstice, dark still comes down hard in late afternoon, and the ribbon of the towpath is barely visible at first.

To Escape Again

I tried forgetting, but that never really works. I tried walking away, but still have shoulders To look back over and the distance always Makes these things seem more attractive

Jimmy

loot to take home and upgrade the furniture
Cherry

Dwellers of the New World Chapter Eight ( Pt 6 ) Strange Meetings

The villainous Seth entered the mysterious cave, desperate to know who was in there...
Cherry

Portrait of an artist, sleeping

remembering a fellow art student from my college days back in the 70's
Cherry

Lilac Wine

Thoughts of Spring, and sap...rising
Cherry

You level up in my heart

A short story of love between two gamers. Tell me what you think, I'd love the help.

Can Money Buy?

Can money buy? P K Routray For money we run after cost to us, we hardly bother, means whether fair or foul we ignore, without caring the process even if we suffer,

Tear

Tear P K Routray Tear one percent water ninety-nine percent emotion peeping to come out open. At times fake to lure at times real and pure ornaments of sex fare an attraction to stare

pointless gets!!!!

Kerry Katona, only way is essex , made in chealsea jordy shore and other pointless drival produced by cocaine snorting brain dead hacks= talentless has beens or never wheres, who never have any remark

Betrayal

BETRAYAL He was my friend. I trusted him. I’d known him all my life. He stood and handed me the ring when she became my wife. I welcomed him with open arms when to our house he came

Peter Pan's Great Adventure

'To die is the greatest adventure of all' said Peter Pan. It is certainly the question everyone asks and no-one can answer.

The Death of Ultimate Freak Gamer

Here is a character you have no connection to and don't care about. You've never read any of the rest of this story and when you read this you just won't give a fuck.

Bittersweet.

I sit at the window, staring listlessly at the rain, drops of water land on my face sometimes, mixing with the tears. On my tongue is a bitter-salty taste of happiness long gone.

Gift of love.

Silence creeping up on me, like time, Devouring with no remorse, no care For how it makes me feel, and bleed And love. A silent longing for your flesh To burn beneath me in the agonies of lust.

Me, Myself, and My Merlot

Bubble Bath and Wine. (Not Finished)

Inscrutability

Inscrutability P K Routray No way out, problems are worst and stout, the situation beyond comprehension Only He can take out of this situation. When pains and pangs are too much to bear

My Valentine Day

My valentine day P K Routray Valentine day before decades, a few Youthful passionate relation existed between we two. On valentine day I do not know then her emotion

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