Vivek_U_k

Joined December 2021

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The Man who walked the streets of Madras presidency During the famine
As the man walked along the dusty streets of Madras Presidency, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sadness and despair. Everywhere he looked ! , he saw people who were suffering from the effects of the famine.Some were lying on the ground, too weak to move, while others were begging for food and water.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Earth
The Ever changing sky
The sky above, a canvas wide, With colors ever-changing, it does provide A sense of awe, a sense of wonder, As lightning strikes and thunder thunders.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Poets
Nature’s embrace
Amidst the trees and rustling leaves, Where sunlight filters through the eaves, The earth breathes deep, its rhythms slow,
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Poets
The Artists Epiphany
There was an artist named David who loved to create beautiful paintings. David was a man in his mid-thirties, tall and lean with short brown hair and sharp, expressive features. He was a reserved person who preferred to keep to himself most of the time, except when it came to his passion for art.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Motivation
th E hous E on mapl E str EE t
THE old house on Maple Street had always been a source of curiosity and fear for the town's residents. It was rumored to be haunted, and nobody had lived there for years. But when a young family moved in, they thought they had found a bargain. The house was big, and they had a lot of space to raise their children.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Horror
Preparing for the future
There was a young man , who had always been a hard worker. Ever since he was a child, he had a thirst for knowledge and excelled in his studies. However, despite his efforts, he never seemed to be able to pass an important exam that he needed to advance his career.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Families
"MID NIGHT MAGIC"
In a small town nestled among rolling hills, there was a young girl named Lily who loved to gaze at the sky. Every night, just as the clock struck twelve, she would slip out of her window and tiptoe to the top of a nearby hill, where she could watch the midnight dance of the purple clouds and the blushing sky.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Fiction
Lost in the Wild
John is a man in his mid-30s who is going through a difficult time in his life. He has been feeling lost and disconnected from the world, and he hopes that a solo hiking trip in a remote wilderness will help him find some clarity and purpose.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Fiction
FATHER & SON
The night was dark, and the moon was hidden behind thick clouds, casting an eerie shadow over the vast expanse of the field. A small boy walked alongside his father, holding his hand tightly, as they made their way through the darkness.
By Vivek_U_k3 years ago in Families
Mon amoureux
The looks are intoxicating Piercings way deep inside The muted heart is craving Both these arrows with the bow
By Vivek_U_k4 years ago in Poets
Diplomatic Melodie’s
Tone that’s traveled in Air passed over all walls & Tone itself never knew it’s comforts & smoother To a person , He wondering & trying to open his eyes with a curious smile on a face , Person opened a eye looking for the sound that Gave him a feeling of Beauty that can’t be seen, He made a coffee & had a sip of coffee yet He didn’t feel the aromatic flavor of coffee Wondering What’s is the reason convinced himself for a day off from The world.
By Vivek_U_k4 years ago in Fiction