Helium LoveThis is not the first timeHelium Love by *TheChemistryofGrief
As white as lime
Your teeth have bewitched me
As you expose them in your every laughter
I feel limp as you pass by me
Leaving me motionless then after
Flying high and high, up above
I’ve fallen with you, in Helium love
Come to my arms like tides in the ocean
And sweep me with you, away
Caress my cheeks with passionate devotion
I wish never would come the bay
Dance with me in the first summer rainfall
So wet we will be
Not with the water, acidic kind of
But with the fervor of our Helium love
Sing along with me, the songs of love
Listen to my tales
They’ve agony, hope and desire
Feel them, if you can,
The E-arth "Okay, aunt. By the way, my hello to Uncle John.” You press the cap of your pen and resume writing. You hate using pen, but this is antique given by your father to you, and you’re supposed to pass it further to your progeny (if any). You’re used to writing on e-book these days with your facebook page minimized.The E-arth by *TheChemistryofGrief
Your uncle and aunt live in the moon. It’s been a month since you haven’t teleported to them. You don’t like moon that much. Because the night falls so early there and you badly miss the blue sky. The only blue thing seen from there is your home planet; a blue ball painted on a huge black car
Melancholy and Ecstasy-Chapter 2.1Melancholy and Ecstasy-Chapter 2.1 by *TheChemistryofGrief
India batting, 103 for 3 outs at 13.3 overs, run rate 7.7 RPO, Kumble and Sachin on the pitch. Kumble had contributed 32 on 30 balls and Sachin, the master-blaster and my personal favorite, had a contribution of 50 just on 25 balls, the other contributors were Ganguly, Harbajan(Bhajji) and Shewag, the last one went catch out for zero runs and the others were not good either. Santosh was just watching now, no jigging, no shouting, just watching. I think mom had slapped him with one of her killing lines or the lack of fours and sixes since I came had to do with that. Mom was busy with Aaditi (or vice-versa) in the kitchen and I was busy eavesdr
Masochism 3Masochism 3 by *TheChemistryofGrief
"I don't want to eat. Fuck the food. You are not my parents." Saloni slapped on the dining table that shook the old people, and her little brother sucked the air open-mouthed and kept gaping at her as if he had seen someone's shadow outside his window at night from inside his bedroom.
"Had you been my parents then you'd have wanted my happiness." And she walked away towards the room and the slamming of the door shook the people once again.
"Oh yes, we had got you at the temple's door. We never nourished you up, never gave you your HAPPINESS." said the old man after two minutes, "leave her alone" he added after half a minute.
"I fear if she
Throbs of The HeartThrobs of The Heart by *TheChemistryofGrief
In the middle of the night, deep in her cozy sleep, Geeta’s aural parts happened to perceive a shrill. It sounded as if someone was playing a damaged tape on a damaged recorder in the flat. She overlooked the sound initially as the line between her sleep and consciousness was blurry, and she was not out of her dream yet. But as the sound went shriller, Geeta opened her eyes widely and ruminated warily to it. It sounded as if someone was screeching chalk against a blackboard. She tried to disregard it, and put her earplugs on, it wouldn’t work. As it started winding her up, Geeta squeezed her ears in disgust and felt like yelling a
Prologue"Phineas help me!" She yells and struggles under her sons grasps.Prologue by ~OCRADIO2014
"Oh no you don't, mother! I make the rules here!" Rex yells and tightens his grip on her.
"Get away from her Rex. I don't want to hurt you." Phineas says.
Rex had a bloody face and a knife in his pocket. He smiled evilly at him and pulls the knife out of the pocket.
Phineas falls on his knees and sobs. If only he could have prevented this.
Seven WindsSeven WindsSeven Winds by =EveFromLove
The atmosphere of the universe involves me,surrounds me,warms me and determines my path
Between stars and comets my body dressed from seven veils in the lovely night of a seven day,dance to the seven winds
And through the power of my ancestors
The ceremony is celebrated
Eyes of fire
paw of billy goat
Blood of serpent
flowing by the land sanctified
I represent the sun
I represent the moon
a God with huge horns
a Goddess with breasts to shows
Seeking the magic of the universe through the black hole
between void space and the intelligent mind
I'm a white goddess from darkness
Last day on earthLast day on earthLast day on earth by =EveFromLove
Just let go
Everything that doesn't give you pleasure
Everything that doesn't make you grow
I have a special way
a special way to do you moan
You have doubts about my power?
Or just have afraid of what I have for you?
Red thong and Secret tattoo
Because I can do unimaginable things
Nipples pierced and Toned legs
Because I want to give you what is best in me
Just let go
Everything that doesn't give you fun
Everything that doesn't make you melt
I have a special way
a special way to do you moan...scream...rave
Because a little teasing doesn't hurt no one
Because a little pain also doesn't hur
Fix What I MissThey say we are born from the starsFix What I Miss by ~TheFableTeller
And that nothing can change who you are
But this night is lonely
And I don’t want to be all alone
For the rain keeps pitter patting
as the night waits the for day
As I sit here singing this song
Staring at the sky praying for you
How does it feel to know you are just a face
Just the start of a painful game the angels asked
Just a name on a blank page
In a room filled with misery with nothing to gain
They say you can’t fix this
Fix you and her
So things can live easily
life doesn’t work like that
It doesn’t miss
It doesn’t kiss
I just say watch me walk my fears awa
Sanctity AdroitnessTwirling WindsSanctity Adroitness by *Jujutsu
Invert safety concave
Spindle ribs once earth-focused,
Reach toward the sky; unnaturally
Guided to a fresh perspective
By the enigmatic auspice of
Matched Ch. 5After our meeting, Gage walked me home while the others hung back and talked for a bit longer, not about the plan from what I could hear, but just normal talk that I knew I would never be a part of. I hated feeling like an outsider with my fellow classmates. I wasn’t exactly friends with any of them, except Lily who wasn’t involved, but I knew a lot about each of them and it hurt me to think that they knew each other in a way they had never bothered to let me in on. Gage and I walked in silence for a bit as I thought about being an outsider in my own class.Matched Ch. 5 by ~poeknowsprose
“I hope that Ivan didn’t bother you too much. He can be a bit
House of the BrokenVerse 1House of the Broken by ~poptropicals12
Thrown on the streets,
Left out to die,
I'll save you outcast,
So don't cry.
I'll pick you up,
And take you to,
Where you can be you.
Don't be afraid,
I'm just like you,
Little trouble maker too.
It's a house for the broken,
The ones who were abandoned,
The kids who haven't spoken,
The people who were hated.
So grab my hand,
And I'll take you to,
A safe, lovely land,
Where you can be you.
The house for the broken.
So pack your bags,
Come along with me,
To a place,
Where no one will see,
Your past self,
Whom you hate so much,
In this house,
You will feel love.
perfectionthe light shines through the car windowperfection by ~erinsaysrawrrr
moves across your face so lightly
it accentuates your best features
smirk on your face
oh my god
i lay on your shoulder
closing my eyes
not to sleep
but because this moment is perfect
oh how it feels so good
to take things slow
we do not have to be extravagnt
we don't even have to speak
just engulfed in your warmth
engulfed in your heart
Nepal:A DreamlandNepal:A Dreamland by *TheChemistryofGrief
This was her first trip to Nepal. Chile, her country was still counted among the third world by some counters. It was her company that bestowed her with the visa marked ‘Nepal Tourism Year 2011’ along with a one way ticket and an adieu. It had always been one of her reveries to step on the land of Himalayas which she had learned to be one of the living heavens on earth. Half of the shelves in her library comprised of Around Annapurna, Nepal Trekking & the Great Himalaya Trails, Nepal Travel Guide, Trekking in Nepal, Around Dhaulagiri, et cetera, had filled half shelves in her mind with glories of the country. Maria was her nam
Smoky Screen Sabitra loved Sanu, Sanu loved Sabitra, they loved each other. The school was made up of bricks and stones which were twice older than they, furniture was now cratered by termites, the wooden mullions of wooden windows were not all horizontal, the blackboard was cracked at places, the walls and benches were all scribbled with this + that, this loves that, and the metallic tin ─ rusted. But not a thing mattered to them, whoever entered in the class with whatever powered glasses and whatsoever they prattled, they didn’t care, because Sabitra loved Sanu, Sanu loved Sabitra, they loved each other. Sabitra, with her head on her palSmoky Screen by *TheChemistryofGrief
Mayur TimesMayur Times by *TheChemistryofGrief
Now, I could be killed. The only question is, 'when?' Am being mashed by the multifarious rumors. Yesterday, the boy down was wagging on the tea shop. The one to buy the Katuwa Pistol has named me.
He had said- The pistol like that does not cost more than eleven to twelve hundred rupees. Any tom dick and harry can smuggle it from the border, and the carriers are roaming fearlessly, the problem is for their phobians, for e.g. me.
I've started locking the windows properly, check every bolt gingerly before going to bed. Drawing the curtains, sometimes, I feel someone out
An Excerpt from:Melancholy and EcstasyAn Excerpt from:Melancholy and Ecstasy by *TheChemistryofGrief
Melancholy and Ecstasy
I was tired, my legs had surrendered, sweat was trickling down the lips, I wiped it away. This was the worst thing to happen, the sun was scorching, we were locked in grassland somewhere in the Deccan Plateau and there was a hill before us which we were to climb up. Bags had almost null food content, nothing more than a semi-packet of biscuit could be found and I had not such energy to delve in the inner pockets.
The Story of Madhu MalatiThe Story of Madhu Malati by *TheChemistryofGrief
Once upon a time, there lived a king and a queen. The king was gladsomely ruling his realm with his seven princes. Out of the blue, the queen passed away one day. Meanwhile, the king brought another queen who was wicked by disposition. Her step-sons had become foes in her sight. Eventually, through multifarious tricks, she compelled the king to slay his own sons and get their hearts to her. The king could not give back his promise, he asked the soldiers to take the boys to the jungle and get their hearts to the queen. But the soldiers grew mercy over the minors and decided to deceive the queen offering th