And the sun is setting sails towards the horizon, pulling along two garments; of fading light and overwhelming darkness.

Dear My first Angel :
I want to thank You for what you have already done.
I am not going to wait until I see results or receive rewards;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears ;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wai

Mirror Face

I choose picture number 3 because it has no story yet^^ 

There was two lovers sitting on the hill, shoulder by shoulder, their heads leaned to each others. They were enjoying the view from there with the silence that could be understood only by them.

“Why do you love me?” asked the boy.

The girl chuckled, her man never got tired of this. Playing doubt and asking silly question, she knew after answered this, she would ask the same question, because that’s the rule of this game.

It took her

It was written by me long ago and translated recently. Special thanks to AG and ELF-Noor for encouraging me:)

Paint a canvas for me, make it bright,

Make it cheerful, make it lively.

Paint a canvas for me to revive

All those dead dreams, unfulfilled desires.

Add some sun in your paints, don't be grudge,

Add some sun - let it dry all the tears.

In that picture, you paint the eyes

Of my friends, those who were and who are a

When I was a little girl  ,I knew the lipstick belong to women.Of course no man use a lipstick.Lipstick is  one of women’s private belongs.

I recognized actually  I am a girl not  a boy at that time I stood in front of a mirror lipstick my mouth.The first time I had the deep  expression of a profile as a girl. Although human beings  told many times I am a girl and I was  different from the little boy next door whom I  always play games  with. That boy do not like the lipstick nor interested in it

Today, we use technologies in almost every area of our lives because they make it easier and quicker to achieve our goals. Studying is not an exception to this rule. The technology has been used in learning for a few decades now because of the unprecedented opportunities provided by the use of computers and other intelligent machines. For many professions, the technology skills have become an essential condition for success and competitive advantage on the labor market because they enhance the p

My story behind these walls started in the middle of June 2005. Eleven years, 7 months, and 10 days passed before this day. And now.. we reached to the end of the story..

I gave my two daughters sleeping pills so that they could not feel anything.. I put them in their beds, closed the curtains not to let the sunlight annoy their sleep, and turned off the lights.. 

Weather was so fresh and cool that I could feel the very cool breezes touching my skin and giving me heavenly feelings. 

I roamed the ro

ABDUCTED WIFE

Dear Everyone,

When I saw her, I felt in love with her, I don’t know if this was right but I want her to be on my side.  

She was the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen and I want her to be my queen. Her mother was the goddess of harvest and agriculture the reason why her beauty was always in bloom.

But I did something, which I don’t know if it was right or wrong; I abduct the girl and hide her on my home. Her mother became sad and harvest became bad.

When my brother heard about what I di

Killed Angel

He always considered himself a tough, devoted punker, who did his best to suppress own emotions, not to look weak nor hurt. His ego was something he was proud of and his antisocial attitude made him cold and sort of far away from the reality. The only positive thing about him was his humorous and cool side and that's why some weirdos of the same blood group liked him.
However, things around us are and always were unpredictable, so even people like him deserve to be happy. One day in

Writing Challenge: My Story Behind the Picture

• Posted by Luci

Desire

She was in my arm and we both were dancing, floating all over the dancing floor. There was no one but us. Me and her.  Her long red silky frock was flurrying with the swings of our movements, exposing her exposed beauty even more.  I was letting myself burned in the sweet heat of her charm making me draw her close. When I took a long swing holding her in my arm, I saw a reflection of me in one of the large mirrors hanging on the w

The Lady In Red 

Stealing all lights and hearts, leaving everyone in the room so speechless and amazed by her beauty and fragrance, she is like a morning star after a long dark night, dimming  all the other stars around her. Her walk, smile, arrogance, and softness. However, sometimes you may see her as a tool of magic, used by a great dark magician to blind all eyes and hearts  around her, You can see her dancing in the hall with her golden hair embodying perfection itself. And you can feel your

If I could catch a rainbow

I would do it just for you

And share with you its beauty

On the days you're feeling blue.


If I could build a mountain

You could call your very own;

A place to find serenity,

A place to be alone.


If I could take your troubles

I would toss them in the sea,

But all these things I'm finding

Are impossible for me.


I cannot build a mountain

Or catch a rainbow fair,

But let me be what I know best,

A friend who's always there.


I promise to d

Life is like a garden

And friendship like a flower,

That blooms and grows in beauty

With the sunshine and the shower.


And lovely are the blossoms

That are tended with great care,

By those who work unselfishly

To make the place more fair.


And, like the garden blossoms,

Friendship's flower grows more sweet

When watched and tended carefully

By those we know and meet.


And, if the seed of friendship

Is planted deep and true

And watched with understanding,

Friendship's

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I chose picture number 2!

The castle of death.

Long years of loneliness, he was so tired and unhappy. Why was he still alive? Why wouldn’t death come to take his soul and set him free from this pain? She was long gone… forever and always he was bound to spend his days in solitude only dreaming and remembering the moments spent with her.  

Days were all same and nights were immeasurably long.  His existence could never be called a «life». It was just an existence without any r

Hello, everyone!!!
Please, help me. I welcome any comments and corrections. Thank you so much for your help in advance.

This book is the first English book that I completely finished, and the first book that I have read in a new year, 2017. I was so thrilled rather than excited when I returned the book to the library - I am proud of myself reading a whole book in English.
This book is what I looked for. I needed a book that I could learn how to deal with my negative emotions in a proper way such

Beatiful mother earth  

Above you the blue sky

White clouds show peace

Green madows and fields show peaceful landscapes

Ohhhh, what a deceptive peacefulness  !!!

Beautiful mother earth how much do you suffer?

Big head of stone .... the behaviour of mankind

Big head made by stone, holding from strong ropes

Old stability seems like ropes and iron bars, still support your neck

But time of indestructibility is over

Deep lines are already written like wrinkles in your face

First falli

The King of the Stone

Once upon time, in a most beautiful greeny meadow filled with all types of flowers and blooms where we can see a very rare crescent moon in a dim-half light. There was an elephant hawk-moth with pink grub-like body feeding on a pink daisy flower flies away and returns to pollinate it and as it reaches out to insert its proboscis for the last time, a sudden front legs of a praying camouflaging mantis that takes a texture of the pink flower, swoop down and grab the moth fly an

I saw her that morning..

She was dancing again with her long red dress on..

She was beautiful like a red rose blossomed in a field of thorns..

I wanted to come closer by her..

Her shining beauty was attracting my eyes..

She was burning in my veins..

With her reddish face.. I saw a bit shyness and a wide grieve.. 

She was thirsty for drinking my tears..

I wanted to touch her body..

While she was passing by my dead soul..

I wanted to smell the rose that was tied on her hair..

She was moving her eyes far from

Hello guys,

here I am again bothering you with another idea - another Writing Challenge :p

I bet you all know that it is good to train and strengthen our brains, so please, turn on the maximum your fantasy cells, be ready to cross your imagination and let's go together to the fantasy world!

My task is damn hard...ooops... simple. Write a blog inspired by one of the pictures bellow. It is up to you, which you will choose (I am sure, you can't decide, which of them would be the best, right? :D) Btw e