Before Reaching The Summit
A Haiku Poem
Only so few days
To wander, dream and aspire
To dance among clouds
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C. H. Richard
My passion is and has always been writing. I am particularly drawn to writing fiction that has relatable storylines which hopefully keep readers engaged
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An Adventure Through Hell
Emaciated arms covered by the tiniest bit of flesh capture me, holding me close to its decaying form. Gnarled and thin fingers pull my dark hair. Screams of anguish surround me, somehow reverberating from the empty chasm. I punch and watch as bits of grey flesh disintegrate into dust. Scratching at the caverns where its eyes should have been, I could only hope for an end to this hell. The sounds of torment continued, assaulting my ears with one tremendous roar.
By Isabella Rosea day ago in Horror
Comments (13)
Yes. Dance. Love this 🥰
Beautifully done. Thank you.
So beautiful, Cindy! well done. Love the word choices of wander, dream, aspire, and dance. Even if I can't dance for toffee! lol!
It's beautiful! Time passes us by as we get caught up in the things.
You nail it with this!
Haiku's are so hard, but you made it seem easy! Beautiful haiku!
Very nice!
lovely & wonderfully thought-provoking!
"wander, dream, and aspire" ... like the choice of words here—captures a journey of searching for meaning, envisioning possibilities, and finally, chasing after them.
Oh this is beautiful Cindy. Well done 💕
This is beautiful. Only so many days, indeed. Love it.
Your poem is perfect! I love it.
I love it. There are only so many days… that’s deep