Stream of Consciousness
The Enduring Echo of Love: Yesterday’s Patience, Today’s Longing
In today’s fast-paced world of instant messages and rapid replies, we often yearn for a time when love was simpler — built on patience, passion, and waiting. It was a slower pace, where letters were written, emotions nurtured over time, and love grew at its own rhythm. Yet, while the pace of life has changed, the essence of love remains the same — it’s not the world that dictates love’s pace, but the courage to choose it, despite society’s pressures and expectations.
By Umang Yadav12 months ago in Writers
An ode to finding love in myself
Because when you just dream about it in your heart, work hard for it and believe in the universe to perform its magic, it conspires in the best-designated ways to make your dreams come true. I have always believed in the higher power, something beyond the fathomable vision of the human eye that beholds us, ties us to our purpose and protects us in times of uncertainty and dejection.
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Writers
An ode to being lost in life
Because when you just dream about it in your heart, work hard for it and believe in the universe to perform its magic, it conspires in the best-designed ways to make your dreams come true. I have always believed in the higher power, something beyond the fathomable vision of the human eye that beholds us, ties us to our purpose and protects us in times of uncertainty and dejection. It is comforting to know that some mighty and divine force beckons us in moments of need and sometimes all we need to do is let go and have faith. Life in its truest mirth often transcends through the truces of rationalisation and delusion, through the light of knowing exactly what to do and under the traces of pretence which hides the scariest part, not having a single clue as to where your life is going.
By Hridya Sharma12 months ago in Writers
The Vanishing of Hollow Creek
Hollow Creek had always been the kind of town where nothing ever happened—until people started disappearing. First, it was a drifter, then a shopkeeper’s son, then old Mr. Thompson, who’d spent decades sitting outside the general store, watching the world pass by. The townspeople whispered, wondering if they had a serial killer in their midst. But there were no bodies, no traces, no signs of struggle.
By Sandra Amiedor12 months ago in Writers
Where the Wild Things Wait
The first time he saw her, she was singing. The sound drifted through the pines, light and uncertain, like birdsong after a long silence. It wasn’t a melody he knew, but the way it curled around the air made him stop in the snow, ears pricked forward, breath visible in the cold. She was sitting on the edge of a frozen stream, her hands cupped around something small—perhaps a stone, perhaps just warmth. He had never seen a human up close. He knew what they were, what they did, what they could do. But he had never seen one sit so still, singing softly to no one at all.
By Diane Foster12 months ago in Writers
When the Road Gets Tough: Why You Should Keep Going Even When You Feel Like Giving Up
Life is a journey filled with highs and lows, triumphs and setbacks. There are moments when everything seems to align perfectly, and then there are times when the weight of the world feels unbearable. If you’re reading this, chances are you’re in one of those tough moments—feeling overwhelmed, exhausted, and on the verge of giving up. But before you throw in the towel, take a deep breath and remember this: you are stronger than you think, and this moment does not define your future.
By Pranshu verma12 months ago in Writers
Dark Horse
Dark Horse Genre: Psychological Thriller/Drama Short Story: In the small, fog-drenched town of Black Hollow, everyone knew the legend of the "Dark Horse." It was said that once every decade, a mysterious black stallion would appear at the edge of the Whispering Woods, its eyes glowing like embers. Those who dared to approach it would either vanish without a trace or return with their deepest desires fulfilled—but at a terrible cost.
By Waqas Ashraf12 months ago in Writers
When Your Soul and Mind Collide...
Writing happens when your soul and mind collide with ideas and pictures, things that you want to do or say. It can be quite overwhelming sometimes. For me, my thoughts are much faster than my typing speed, so I often find myself struggling to get all of my thoughts out before I forget them. Even so, writing has taught me so many important and valuable things over the years, and I'm very grateful for that.
By Slgtlyscatt3red12 months ago in Writers








