Since time immemorial human beings have used different means for communicating and expressing their feelings. Speech has been the most common form of communication. But not everyone is able to express

Magic they say lies in ones own soul. It finds it's way into ones depths and roots itself. It springs to life through the land of passions and never does it die or fade away. Magic to Scar meant everything.

Flickering fire flames, Tempest reaching it's peak, The nature plays it's payback games, The forest lets out a hunted shriek, The eerie sounds accelerate even the bravest heartbeats, Uneven roads, no paved

The fire was flickering. The storm outside was very strong. The old oak tree outside the house was shaking vigourously. It was the same tree she used to sit beside when she was a mere child. She vividly

The gusty wind brushes my hair, It hugs me running chills down my spine, The sunlight seeps through the window, It kisses my cheeks with just a slight stroke, As I Debus it awaits me, The scattered stones

Morning mist soothing my feet, On the soft grass, over the hills and the mountains, The ocean waves singing sweet melodies, The sandy lanes shimmering under the gaze of the warm sun, The pitter patter

Walking silently on the crisp autumn leaves, My feet are moving faster than usual, The sun is shining brightly, But my mind is occupied by darkness, It questions me again and again, How far before we fall?

A man's heart is wretched, It lusts more than love, For pleasures of the night, For pleasures of darkness, The light looses itself, Engulfed by the shadows, Monsters stuck in our head, The wind wavers,

Have you ever thought of learning something new that you don't know? I am sure we all have. At times, when we meet someone who is artistic or has a talent that intrigues us, we wish that we knew it. Today,

Image Source Covered in silt and clay, He stands near the bay, Staring at the clear sky, He sees two kites fly, With the sun rays falling on them, One of them breaks off and falls on a rose stem, He runs

Image Source Beautiful silken Saree, As if holding the hem of the moon, Laughing and making the world swoon, Pretty black and glistening doe eyes, Your sweet smiles, You are the infinity of this abyss,

Image Source Fearless and brave I walk through the dark of the night, I stand as tall as a mountain, My decisions unshaken like it, I am deep as the ocean, Producing cyclones within, I am free as the wind,

This is the future home for the Pay It Forward Curation Contest. Power Up Posts To help get the account started we will be doing a few power up posts per week to give those who support the contest an

Hello everyone!!! It's my second time participating in Pay It Forward Contest. It's a great initiative by @thedarkhorse to support minnows who deserve to be recognized. Here we go:- @nightcreature (36)-

I anxiously nibbled on the pen in my hand. Tapping my foot on the floor I waited for the bell to ring. As soon as the period ended I sprinted out of the class grabbing my lunch box from my bag. I have

The sky this morning seemed to me like a canvas on which an artist poured out his heart and soul, Painting colours all tangy as if he accidentally spilled a can of orange juice just above the surface,

Hello everyone. I have been on steemit for two months now. It's my first time participating in Pay it forward curation contest. It's a great initiative by @darkhorse to support fellow steemians who do

As I woke up I felt like I had been sleeping for ages. My body was numb and as light as a feather. I was completely naked in a partially dark room whose door was open. I could hear cries from somewhere

NAME-LOOKING FOR ALASKA GENRE-YOUNG ADULT FICTION INTRODUCTION- 'Looking For Alaska' is the debut of famous author 'John Green'. The book was first published on 3 March, 2005. The book starts with Miles

Image Source- Pixabay Little specks of light seeping through the curtains, The sky outside brighter than usual, Over the valleys and the mountains, Beyond the crystal clear river water so musical, The