Stories tagged “living”
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Life Is
Life is… Moments that take your breath away Ice Cream on a sunny day Dancing in the rain for the hell of it Chasing after what you wanna get Doing something never done before Walking along the ocean shore Picking yourself up when you fall Living ...
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Daddy the Hero
My Father was a broken man. He came home a hero of a hated war. He was spit on, refused service and beaten for his thanks. His family didn’t believe him, his wife left him. He was a remnant of a human. Perhaps that is what my mother saw in him. W...
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Death and Rebirth
There was another funeral procession today in Cozmel. Some forty mourners, at least two weeping brides, and the recently deceased. He was sitting proudly in his sedan chair carried on the shoulders of four young men. I had met him earlier when I first ...
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Only Gets Better
Used to be Living just a boring day Everything blended In the haze of it all Things came and passed I kept wishing for more Something more It was long over do Then you came Like a whirlwind And suddenly I’m falling in love I’m treading Unch...
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Another Revelation (part 1)
As I step back from a bittersweet environment filled with the various vices and virtues of humanity, I now realize all that the forces of evil tried to steal from me. If I had given in and erased myself completely from the face of the earth, I can’...
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Another Revelation (part 2)
Hence, I have come to accept the fact that in the end, each and every mortal being will have long since proven and exploited his or her own wickedness, whether intentionally or not. But even so, there will only be a few who thoroughly fail themselves. ...
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We Have Hands to Help Release Some Drag
If I could stop time Would it ease your pain Make you stand up From where you have fallen? Or would it freeze the pain Make it everlasting A motionless object Making you fall harder? I would do anything If it meant you lived life Just a little easier B...
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Dead Process
Andie looked around, wondering what else her sister might have left behind with her signature, a jade cross. Aside from a dead body, that is. She picked up the cross, the ninth one so far this month. It would be up to ten, but cops beat her to the scen...
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I don't even know what this story is about.
I argued with my wife, then decided that I wasn’t living life how I ought to. I went to a bar, had too much to drink, and got into a fist fight with some guy who really only cared about keeping my groping hands off of his girlfriend. His intentio...
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Remedy of Pain
Sweet, milk honey eyes graze across the light dew of the morning grass. Anna, a slender girl of fourteen, lets a solemn sigh twist off her lips. From the window, she sees the world a different place than she had the night before. The grass is less gree...
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A Consequence Of Light And Life
Burnt out stars Shine from afar— When our bare Skeletons already are Pockmarked like Mars The Sun will be a speck Newly born in the outer parlors.
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Ashes Remain: Prologue Part 2
Quivering digits turned the pale photograph over, my crystal orbs studying it’s backside. A short sigh of breath escaped as I turned the picture over once again. I stood, my gray suit jacket rustling against the wooden chair that I had just sat o...
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Mental Synergy
At a whimsical pinnacle You’ll find he who is Winslow, He who is just as fictional, Just as cynical, Just as invisibly incremental As plentiful as the synergy in the mental— Indenturing energy For the real life embodied venturing Of limbs ...
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A Change of Prose
Hair of black and eyes of subdued green, Milton blended into the crowd, a morose footnote on the liturgy of life. Hands a quiver he wrote and wrote, composition notebooks filled with musings on the meaninglessness of existence. With short, choppy phras...
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Inevitable-- Already Gone
Get snuggly With ugly Shed a lovely somebody If an ‘above me’ attitude reveals Exactly what tacky pulchritude Hides inside once it peels I’d rather elude ‘Too cool crude’ For a gargoyle, dude, Who’ll gruel out a due...
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Shrinking Window of Opportunity
Once Months Stunt Growth Hopes Crunch, Dope!
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Silent Signature
You are a living Human being Reading Seeing letters Form words Pronouncing them With no sound Hearing these emblems Blend between The silence of your mind And the computer screen Permanent signatures inside are signed The tattoo’s of language are...
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River Conscience
Nose crinkled Smiles give Simple complexity; You live responsive Can’t still The constant movements No matter how little The trickle will rinse Inevitable Invisible Wet with sixth sense Lifeblood Floods the glens For instance Like a river consci...
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Living Like A Ghost
When what I think and what I do does not change the things That happen around me, and to me, and those I care for Am I living like a man or am I living like a ghost Drifting in and out of the lives of my loved ones? Every time I touch something it seem...
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Don't
Adam peered through the window into the brightly lit nursery. His wife had given birth to a second son. There at the time, he saw the pain of childbirth in her aching eyes and feared his mate might perish in the act. Recalling the words she had once as...
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Complacency Unfulfilling
The world swirls, saccarine sweet and plastic perfect. Amber hears the voices echo uniform cheer from neighboring worlds. They sing of peace and safety. She hears a chorus of stagnation. The chorus speaks of contentedness in lack of displeasure. The ch...
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Oblivion.
At times I contemplate the pros of dying. I wish for it. I long for it. I grow impatient. I consider making it happen. I have nothing to fear. What is the point of living If I am not happy? There is a feeling deep inside of me that keeps telling me ...
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Make It Stop.
Can you hear me? If you don’t act soon, I will slowly fade away into nothing. Can you see me? I’m losing more and more of myself and my sanity every day. Will you fix me? It’s rough, this hell called living. Can I make it stop? Pleas...
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Answers.
How much would it hurt To take away a life? And is it wrong to want to end The worry and the strife? It could be so simple, An action done with ease. My life would slowly ebb away… Think about it, please? Living versus dying; Which would you pref...
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Never too young.
Sure, you’re young. You’re only sixteen. And next year you’ll only be seventeen. And the year after that, eighteen. Don’t you see? You’ll let his continue your whole life, until you’re old and shrivelled, then you...