Tell me if you want to read more! :D I appreciate all the nice comments :D Also, tell me corrections :) And if you can think of a better title, tell me too. Since the main focus is NOT the photographic Memory :)
Chapter One – Kya's Story
My heart is thudding as I head back toward the room, keeping a towel around my wet hair. After drying off and putting on some fresh clothes, I realized I’d have to come back here. To where Connor is. Waiting for me.
The start of September
The end of December
Meetings and greetings
October, November
Sleep and dream
of sunlight beams
Milk and eggs
Sugar, cream
Dusk and dawn
An ending song
Hold my hand and
Tag along
Yes or no
Please don't go
Not a whisper
Ashes, snow
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Revealed
Tears from heaven
Run across skin
Mingle with tears
The noise of the drops is like a drum beat
The rhythm slowly sings a song of defeat
Blackness hides me
I become nothing
Just another drop
The best of my life is around me in this rain
The worst is sung softly in its rhythm of pain
Searching for “end”
Wishing for “purpose”
Cliché’ desires abound
moonlit glass
on stormy seas
bloomed opaque
before my eyes
and your breath
in my ear
plead me not
to criticize
as seagulls swept
down from the gulf
and plucked it
from the sand
i looked at you
you looked at me
felt the beauty
of your hand
and though your skin
begins to grow
subtly translucent
pale as the moon
i feared that we
once left alone
would perish
far too soon
Tell me if your interested in reading anymore :) And I'll post more if you are :) I am certainly changing the title when I think of a new one. :) Btw, I'm up to 3410 words :D And working on the third chapter :D By the way, this SHALL be edited ... :)
"A dream is a wish your heart makes" I love comments :)
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Dream
A hand upon mine
Gently pulls me
I stand
An arm encirles me
Brushes my gown
I look
A kind young man
Soft green eyes
Dark hair
A smile that adores
I realize, me
Can’t think
A happy fog surrounds
My empty mind
We sway
A soft, romantic waltz
My gown sparkles
I smile
A moment consumes me
I can’t question
Just love
I don't remember when I wrote this, but I found it on my Google Docs :) So, yeah.
This is a poem I wrote sort of about my story, Thieves, hence the title. :) Unfortunately, I have not been able to finish any more of the story recently, so that will have to wait until my next post (hopefully).
Open the skies,
Pour down the rain,
Burn up the sun
With the power of their pain.
Can they be heard,
Above the cries?
Can they be seen,
Above the skies?
The city cries,
Burning with hunger,
Filled with disgust
For the cause of their hunger.
Splash!
The first drop touches down,
Glistening in the sun
Like the greatest King’s crown.
Brushing the earth,
Cracked and dry,
It satisfies the soul
And is pleasing to the eye.
The second drop hits,
Flying to the earth,
Buried in the ground,
Encouraging new birth.
The dust rises,
Trying to greet the rain
As the sun rises
And smiles on the plain.
The dry ground,
Parched for a drink,
Lifts up its face
At the sound of each “plink”