In the shadowed depths of sorrow's domain, Where tears fall like gentle, relentless rain, A melancholy symphony takes its cue, As my pen weaves a tale of heartbreak true.
By Sai Sai11 months ago in Poets
Upon the meadow's tender stage, A sight to steal the poet's gaze, An enchanting creature, fragile and fair, A butterfly, with wings beyond compare.
Part I: The Haunting The old Victorian mansion stood tall and imposing, shrouded in an eerie silence. It had long been rumored that the house was haunted, plagued by the whispers of a tragic past. Local residents avoided it like the plague, fearful of the dark secrets that lay within its walls.
By Sai Sai11 months ago in Fiction
In a tiny land beneath our feet, Lives a creature quite petite. With six legs and a funny stance, Let me tell you about the ant's dance!
In India's streets, a funny sight, A three-wheeled wonder, day and night. With colors vibrant, it zips around, The humble tuk tuk, a bustling sound.
There once was a dog named Fred, Whose tale was quite funny, it's said. For you see, poor Fred had just three legs, And he hopped around like a kangaroo, not using pegs.
Men's lives are hard, no doubt about it. From morning till night, they're always in a rut. They have to work, they have to pay bills,
It was a sunny afternoon in the small town of Meadowbrook. The streets were lined with trees, their branches gently swaying in the warm breeze. I had always dreamed of meeting my hero, a person whose courage and determination had inspired me since childhood. Little did I know that this day would be the one to make that dream a reality.