Poetry

I Survived a Cult – My Story of Escape
When I first joined the “Circle of Light” at age 22, I thought I had found a family. In an effort to escape the emptiness of my small-town life and the grief of my mother's death, I had just relocated to Oregon. Master Eli, the leader, appeared to be a shining example of goodness and wisdom. He promised peace, purpose, and healing.
By Dipak Chakraborty10 months ago in Chapters
Fall in love
Fall in love. Maybe it doesn't have to be with someone. Fall in love with music, art, dancing in the dark, car rides at 1AM, glistening of the stars, the colors of the sun as it rises, the smell of flowers, the feeling of adrenaline that takes over your whole body and suffocates your lungs with joy, good friends who brings out your best, silence, noise.
By Lala10 months ago in Chapters
Whispers Revisited
I think about it, my eyes shut, Here I go again, shadowed echoes Trying to occupy myself, though pointless I think about it again, my eyes shut
By Arjiris10 months ago in Chapters
Life Lessons From A PlayBoy
The Beginning: The narrative may appear unusual, correct? What could a young boy's journey possibly teach us? Still, let's get into the story because his actions had me more than his name.
By Riazul Islam11 months ago in Chapters
A Time to Kill (1989) by John Grisham: In-depth Review
There's something about a courtroom drama that grips us at a primal level. Perhaps it's the high stakes, the battle between right and wrong, or the raw humanity on display when justice hangs in the balance. Whatever that magic ingredient is, John Grisham captured it perfectly in his 1989 debut novel that launched his career as the master of the legal thriller.
By A.O11 months ago in Chapters
Heartfelt Love and Trust Messages for Long-Distance Relationships
Once upon a time, in two different parts of the world, lived a boy named Daniel and a girl named Maya. They met during a summer camp in Italy. Daniel was from Canada, and Maya lived in India. Their meeting was short, just two weeks, but it changed their lives forever.
By Tahir khan11 months ago in Chapters
Whispers of the Heart
It all began with a message. Just one. Sent on a rainy evening, when the sky cried quietly and the world felt still. Jay had always been quiet, a man of few words. But when it came to her—Aisha—his heart was loud. He loved her in silence for years, carrying his feelings like secret letters in an invisible envelope. They had been friends since college, always close but never crossing the line. Until that one rainy evening.
By Tahir khan11 months ago in Chapters
When the Oil Runs Dry
My mother never liked to talk about her childhood village. Said the air there was heavy. Not with heat—something else. Like memories that didn’t belong to you, but watched you anyway.
By Simanto Mojumder11 months ago in Chapters
The Day the Sky Changed
No one else seemed to notice when the sky changed. Maybe that was because it didn’t shift from blue to red, or drop lightning bolts like in the movies. It was subtle, quiet—like the difference between a smile and a sigh. But to Ellie, it was everything.
By Storyteller11 months ago in Chapters
A Girl and Her Dog
The morning sun filtered through the trees, casting a golden hue over the sleepy town of Everpine. On the edge of this quiet village stood a small cottage, where eleven-year-old Clara lived with her grandfather. It was a simple life—fresh eggs in the morning, dusty library books in the afternoon, and endless skies to dream under at night. But Clara’s heart carried a quiet ache: a loneliness she didn’t know how to name.
By Storyteller11 months ago in Chapters
Weight Of Expectations
When we start expecting, the burden grows, The weight of expectations, heavier than it shows. The path to fulfill them, a steep uphill climb, Each step I take feels like running out of time.
By Adarsh Kumar Singh11 months ago in Chapters
Echos from an empty heart
Time is a lie, you live as though the future is promised, as though every second must be hoarded. But death knows. It knows that, there’s no before nor after. Only now slipping through your fingers. There are grave yards filled with people who thought they had more time.
By Blessing chukwu11 months ago in Chapters