Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write:
“Take it. Take it!”
It sounded like a hiss, like the wind, but I knew that he had spoken. By he, I meant, the blue man. A hunchback, yet muscular, with a pretty face. Except maybe for the bushy eye lashes and the dark lips.
Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write! I’m sorry I’m late!
Maybe I was too late.
Maybe I had noticed it too late.
The most dangerous thing about love was that it could deprive you of all your senses, all except the one deep inside of you: that of your heart. When trapped within its unyielding grasp, it would hug you so hard that you would feel the loud drumming of that central organ of yours; it would suffocate you and hypnotize you…
Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write:
Death is not what you think.
It’s not a black hole. It’s not emptiness or darkness. It’s something much more. It lies beyond life. Thus it shines even brighter.
Burnt and Cold Consumed Timber Heartless Soul In My Tomb And Hers Nonsense Lies Happy Mess Is Unknown To You Anger Hatred And Only Never Faith Maybe She But Hope Is Gone All Lost To Die In Her Arms Lies Or Mine To Me Turns Away.
By D. Kwong Waye
They picture it and I write; here’s this week’s Picture it & Write:
Suddenly she burst out of the room.
She had known it all along. Her boss was an evil monster. She had seen him, his face vehemently changing into a disgusting greyish weird shape, while his nose and eyebrows had seemed to melt and his teeth falling off…
So this is Christmas…
But what have you done?
That night I saw an angel fall from the sky. Her golden hair gradually lost its shine as she reached the ground. Her beautiful white gown was stained with dirt. I could not see her eyes or her face, but I knew that she was the loveliest thing that could ever exist on Earth. She looked so fragile and innocent.
Every week http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com organise a ‘picture it and write’ post, where we all are given an image, and based on that and our perception, we write either a poem or a short story on that. This time the picture was:
Link of the actual post: http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/__picture-it-write-9/
