Put a pin in what you're doing, and think for a minute.
The child lay deathly still like a statue, silent but for the groans and aches of her stomach. (Inspired by today's prompt: food and global famine.)
One of us is a human we are all humanity A ton of us have forgotten to have sentimentality.
After many years, the man estranged from his homeland returns accompanied by his new wife and child. A short story about appreciating peacetime.
This is a poem about the problems we face in the world and that we can be the change.
"If you want to be greedy, be greedy for knowledge,
If you have to horde, then horde joy in life.
If you have to accomplish, then accomplish clarity in life." ...
I close my eyes and think about the past. War. Bloodshed. Violence. Was beauty a hidden witness to all this horror?
A poignant poem that explores the relationship between the soil, the crops, and the farmers, and how it is affected by climate change and human intervention. The poem uses vivid imagery and metaphors ...
Part 2 of Continents : Tuvkoria
A bit different format, because of luck, I guess
(That person who voiced the pan-imp and being simp-ed by a noble owl got a nice plot on his videos)
Oh Famine, I see you prowling the dark alleys your porcelain skin drawn light against the dark night whispering sweet nothings and inconsequential murmurs towards a blank wall. Famine with your wide ...
We must extract and examine the extent of this famine.
The child lay deathly still like a statue, silent but for the groans and aches of her stomach. (Inspired by today's prompt: food and global famine.)
One of us is a human we are all humanity A ton of us have forgotten to have sentimentality.
After many years, the man estranged from his homeland returns accompanied by his new wife and child. A short story about appreciating peacetime.
This is a poem about the problems we face in the world and that we can be the change.
"If you want to be greedy, be greedy for knowledge,
If you have to horde, then horde joy in life.
If you have to accomplish, then accomplish clarity in life." ...
I close my eyes and think about the past. War. Bloodshed. Violence. Was beauty a hidden witness to all this horror?
A poignant poem that explores the relationship between the soil, the crops, and the farmers, and how it is affected by climate change and human intervention. The poem uses vivid imagery and metaphors ...
Part 2 of Continents : Tuvkoria
A bit different format, because of luck, I guess
(That person who voiced the pan-imp and being simp-ed by a noble owl got a nice plot on his videos)
Oh Famine, I see you prowling the dark alleys your porcelain skin drawn light against the dark night whispering sweet nothings and inconsequential murmurs towards a blank wall. Famine with your wide ...
We must extract and examine the extent of this famine.