Writing Prompt
WRITING OBSTACLE
Write a short love story, where you cannot describe anything directly or in its real sense.
Metaphors, metaphors, metaphors!
Writings
the honeymoon phase
the honeymoon phase they call it. you both can’t get enough of each other, your each others every thoughts, dreams, and smile. it feels like their the person you’re going to spend the rest of your life with. you’re happiness. you’re person. but then as time passed those dreams turn into nightmares, the smile turns into tears, and the thoughts turn into pain, heartache, and sadness. you didn’t know...
The Pier
She walked into the pool hall, nervous and shaking. The hall was crowded and rock music was blaring but all she could hear were her thoughts. “Why am I doing this? What have I gotten myself into? Should I turn around?” Then she saw him. He looked exactly like his online profile picture. Defined muscles accentuated by his tight, black shirt, like bark on a log. Her heart fluttered. She walked over...
Apples
The first day I saw you, we talked about apples.
Regular apples.
The ones that grow in your grandmas backyard.
Since then I’ve learned how you like your apples;
Preferably in juice form, but if not, then green apples are the way to go.
Every store visit, I buy you an apple.
Not because you asked, but because I know you will want it.
And even after our story faded, I buy apples.
Green apples. Ju...
Love Is Everywhere
Love is like a butterfly
Roused when you gaze
Upon the person you admire
Thinking, oh how they remind me of the clouds
Pastel patterns and soft light
And you’ll forget about how the world is dark
Black pools of ink turned pink
There goes the love of my life
Charming and doe eyed as a deer
And by love I mean
Not just romantically
Your best friend,
Your family
Love is like air
We need it to live
A...
Only One. (T/W: SH & S)
Years pass, 10, 20, and then I’m 30. All alone, no one to love. I’m all alone, I have no family and all my siblings passed away early. I was relapsing one night, and I thought I was going to really ki11 mys31f that night. I got into my car, and drove the short drive towards the Golden Gate Bridge.
I pull over, and step out of the car. I slowly walk to the edge, bawling, unable to stand. “Here I g...
Just Him And Me
Like the dawn and dusk
Salt and pepper
Sweet and salty
Black and white
Sun and moon
Just him and me
Stellar opposites yet nothing can compare
To the wonderful
Magical
Fluttering feeling that arises inside
Every time he’s around
Rose petals and hearts
Chocolates and TV
Mornings and evenings snuggling together
Just him and me
We fit together perfectly
Two pieces of a puzzle
Unbreakable
Just him an...
this canvas
my pens ink softens around this canvas constructed in heaven
lines have never felt so smooth
colors have never been so bright
this canvas makes art more van gogh
this canvas is a spellbinding sight
my pens ink softens around this canvas constructed in heaven
my pen has never had such a canvas
my pen has never found such a pair
this canvas was made for my paint brush
this canvas is all but a scar...
falling in love is correctly named
Falling in love is correctly named. You trip and you stumble over your feet and then you’re falling faster than you ever thought possible and you’re terrified because you never prepared for it. You’re heart has it’s own mind and your mind doesn’t know it’s own. Everything is twisted and you’re doing things you never thought you would, for reasons you don’t know why. Maybe the reasons are because y...