Stephen Betancourt
Bio
poems have different melodies, which shapes their theme; they are meant to be read soft or in a strong voice but also as the reader please. SB will give poetry with endless themes just to soothe and warm the heart.
Stories (9/0)
El Capi
In the midst of the dark and tumultuous years in the Republic of Stephenlandia, Michael's life was anything but ordinary. His father, Mr. Scout, held the esteemed position of a judge, while the migratory terrorist groups unleashed waves of fear across the cities. Young Michael found himself deeply enamored with his French teacher, and the two had planned to marry using an old Gypsy ritual, waiting for the full moon to consummate their relationship.
By Stephen Betancourt6 months ago in BookClub
Recycle Planet
In the distant cosmos, on a lonely planet devoid of life, the ethereal beauty of the celestial realm painted a canvas of solitude. It was a desolate place, with arid landscapes stretching as far as the eye could see, devoid of the vital essence of life: oxygen. The atmosphere was thin, its precious breath virtually nonexistent.
By Stephen Betancourt8 months ago in Earth
Love in Haiti
In the sun-soaked streets of Haiti, where vibrant colors and lively music filled the air, an old man named Edward had embarked on a life-changing journey. Edward was a wealthy entrepreneur, accustomed to the luxuries of his lavish lifestyle. However, on this particular trip, he sought something different—a genuine connection, a love that transcended material wealth.
By Stephen Betancourt10 months ago in Fiction
Humans And Ants
Once upon a time, in a bustling and oppressive ant colony, thousands of ants toiled relentlessly under the scorching sun. Among them, there was an ant named Alex who had always questioned the nature of their labor and the purpose of their existence. Despite their tireless efforts, Alex couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more to life than the meaningless tasks they carried out.
By Stephen Betancourt11 months ago in Fiction
DOROTI
In the verdant meadows of 16th-century England, a young woman named Doroti resided. Her countenance seemed to radiate with the beauty of a Greek goddess, and her intellect rivaled that of the greatest scholars of the era. Doroti, the sole daughter of a noble family, found herself at a crossroads after her father's sudden demise. The inheritance bequeathed to her was the kingdom's most fertile lands.
By Stephen Betancourt11 months ago in Motivation
