Category: Poetry

Day 3: Luminescent Plants – Poem

All natural light is gone, Save for a speck of precious yellow glow in the distance Streaking between the branches above Yet, the forest is illuminated Glowing in different shades of purple Some in light blue Like a cave I do not dare to…

Day 2: Land of Horrors – Poem

A few of us died today Their faces twisted Their skin bloated One can only imagine the horrors they experienced before they drew their last breath But I choose not to Previous – Next Read the short story the poetry is based on here

Day 1: First Step – Poem

I never believed I would survive thus far Nor did I have any notion of surviving henceforth For the vast purple gloom that stretched before us And the horrors that had befallen us before Seethed away my sanity Yet, we pressed on From sheer desperation To…

Life’s Work – Poetry Fiction

Fire rained over her head; sparkles of light glistering as the gears crashed against one another. Her life’s work all in ruin.

What is Originality? – Poem

What is originality? but a copy of something already existing? They say that no thought is truly original, And always stem from something already seen Already heard Already existing * I believe nature was the first source to our creativity To our imagination Then…

Faith – Poem

Faith is a difficult word A word but a few can truly claim to understand For faith requires utter acceptance to that which we cannot see That which we cannot touch * Someone with faith cannot waver to argument Cannot be threatened with facts People with…

The Vaan – Book of Legacy

The Vaan The most vile creatures that every existed Their temples surely cursed Their civilisation surely backwards Yet the destruction they inflicted… inconceivable Another lore poem from my fantasy novel. This time, it’s about a people shrouded in mystery. The destroyers of worlds they…

The Tainted – Book of Legacy

Vile are the mixers of the blood The betrayers of the race The tainted Another teaser for my novel. It speaks of the so-called ‘tainted’, a people which eyes are no longer the colours of the prime

Hazardous Journey – Poem

The wind roared from high above The anger seething through his skin The sand piercing through his pores His mind filled with only regret  

Ever Fading – Poem

The flames shrank as he crawled aimlessly in the tunnels The light ever fading His breath now empty

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