The irony is that I’m writing about how I can’t write anymore; about how I keep pondering upon muses for hours to find only emptiness in my heart. To make things worse, this emptiness also doesn’t let me write. I turn my computer on and stare at the blinking cursor. I type and I erase. I type and I erase, and I do this for hours. I feel the urge to write grow inside me, hoping to shoot like a cannonball. I keep hoping, but nothing comes out. My thoughts are trapped inside my head, screaming at the top of their lungs to get out; the heaviness in my heart turns into physical pain; but I’m still blank, just like the paper in front of me that craves the ink. Here I am, writing about how I can’t w...
Word Of The Week: Different
What is annother way to enjoy?
When everyone here is different
Learning to jingle and mingle together
When children just play with some toy
And we gotta listen to our hearts, and enjoy our life
While some people just think of holding a knife
So, for a while, stop and unwind
Lemme again remind
You may find yourself behind
If you don't enjoy your life and simply waste your time....
I'm having a hard time finishing the story below. So please, finish the story and when you're done, tag your letter 'storytime' so I can find it.
"The trains were coming in and out of the station. But she stood there, motionless. Until she heard a voice. That voice that always gave her chills...."
Write a thoughtful note that you'd leave on the bus for a stranger to find. Tag your letter 'mynote'.
Let us know in the comments below when you've posted your letter.
Make your mark!
The word of this week is 'different'.
Write a story or poem that includes this word in the title.
Tag your letter 'wow'.
En esta hermosa aplicación hay muchas personas a las que quisiera agradecer pero antes que nada Creo que la primera que voy a agradecer de todo corazón es al primer amigo que hice aquí... Una persona que a pesar de no creer en la amistad a distancia dió su mejor esfuerzo y hoy 3 años después somos grandes amigos, quiero agradecerte mi querido Morfeo por todos los consejos que me has dado en todo este tiempo, por tu paciencia Por tu cariño pero sobre todo por tu amistad; ha sido maravilloso poder tenerte entre mis más preciados amigos y aunque en la actualidad ya no conversemos tan seguido Espero que nuestra amistad dure muchos años más.
Gracias por todo...
tu amiga que te quiere
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I guess it was my mistake,
to trust someone
in haste .
But it made me realise,
that even poison
can be sweet to taste .
It's not something that I intentionally do; it's something that just happens-like a reflex. It is my mind and body's first response when someone tries to get close to me, when they try to know me better. It's something that I've been wanting for ages and now that I can finally have It gripped tight in my fists, I'm letting it go. I'm letting all the love I can ever have slip away, just like that. And I'm not just talking romantically.
Call it what you will-a cliché or a phobia. Love scares me, now I know because I'm finally starting to understand it.
Sitting on the dinner table, today I realised how selfish I am. How I let the most important people in my life down, especially when these peo...
Word of the Week
Do not judge me by the mistakes I have made
They have made me humble
See the person that I have become.
Karam Theory - A Reality or Myth
All these years I had a strong beleif that whatever you sow - so shall you reap. Always felt that your deeds come back in one form or the other.
Than with passing time, felt - Karma takes its own time - it might be late but it reciprocates sooner or later.
Than the belief shifted a little further - thinking maybe the pains and rewards might move from one generation to another.
But lately, a very different perspective came into surface - Karma theory is a myth in present times. I see people full of malice & corrupt minds being more successful. Than I saw people who are cold inside and doesn't hold any emotions more happier in life.
Infact I saw tru...
The word of this week is 'Mistake'.
Write a letter with this word being in the title of your story or poem.
Tag your letter 'wow'.
Make your mark!
This week we'd like to challenge you to write an open thank you letter to someone here on lettrs.
Let's get the positive vibes going!
Tag your open letter 'thankyou'.
What in this world do you love most? And what do you hate most? Use these two things in one short story.
Tag your letter 'shortstory'.
Finish the story below and tag your 'storytime'. Leave a comment below when you're done.
"She was my queen, my everything. But on that dark day, scurrying changed. A black page in my history book..."
She smiled and felt so happy. But deep down she knew at some point this would all change. Nothing stays the same after all...
Her fear became a reality when she looked into its eyes.
Change blew in like a calming wind, it took her by surprise.
It appeared to her like tiny, shiny facets of what the infinite Universe held.
It moved with sublime grace, in slow motion, while it hovered around her room.
Then Change spoke to her gently, as it flowed throughout her figure, and whispered soothing words to relax her mind, body and spirit.
No need to harbor fear towards the shifting of the times, the happiness you have right now...
will come back into your life.
Y cuándo pierdas el norte,
Recuerda que tienes otros puntos cardinales a dónde ir ✌️
-Diario de un hipócrita
Estaba tan hermosa, habían pasado 3 semanas desde que... Bueno, desde que la dejé...
No estaba preparado para verla, creo que ella tampoco, Aunque para ser sinceros, yo la estaba pasando de lo mal...
Sin embargo ella sonreía... Y no de esa manera fingida... era natural. Mi ego se sintió herido, imaginaba verla triste, llorando y abrazada de su mejor amiga... Y sucedía todo lo contrario, ahí en el grupo de amigos, riendo, contando alguna anécdota sobre su trabajo... La rabia se apoderó de mí, iba a casarme con aquella mujer!!!
Pero... Pero... Me pregunto yo?!! Por qué me duele verla feliz? Sabía que no andaba con nadie, no es de esas mujeres que por d...