My empty heart speaks for such poems where the world seems unreal and the angels existent.This book is a collection of some words turned into lines and rhymes; people call this poetry. But I call this "Pottery" because I have to collect soft earth of hard imagination to shape them into beautiful pieces of art.Hope you like this collection :)…
" Dear Diary,I am going to be killed tomorrow morning ... My death bearer is someone whom I can never intend to kill. And she is the only person whom I cannot either ignore, be it here or in Antarctica..."****A gory diary is found in an old apartment somewhere in India. Two bloody dead bodies are discovered in that same building. Investigators have come to comb the place entirely. Flashes of images are being clicked, producing a burst of light in a dark, deadly room.Dr. Siddhart Roy, the forensic psychiatrist holds the diary in front of his thick, rectangle glasses. His eyebrows join, alarming the police department with another psychopathic murder.He reads:"Dear Diary,I am going to be killed tomorrow..."…
*ROUND 1 QUALIFIER**ROUND 2 QUALIFIER*Blurring the past will not make it disappear. Changing the future will not make it beautiful. What makes a person beautiful is how they see the world through their eyes.At the age of only thirty-two, Aesha has seen the fame she desired kissing her feet and taking her on top of the world. The past she blurred is still lurking around her as her shadow, the future she has altered threatens to ruin her life. Now she is left with one decision. The Devil wants a favor and He will go to any length to make sure Aesha accepts his request. But will it be just a favor or more than that?***ENTRY ON OPEN NOVELLA CONTESTMain prompt- (Mystery/Thriller) You have the ability to know what's buried beneath your feet. You have spent years working alongside archaeologists finding lost cities, empires, and treasure. Today was the first time you have ever said, "We shouldn't dig here."Additional prompts-(Horror/Paranormal) You sold your soul to the Devil years ago. Today, he gives it back to you and says, "I need a favor."(Fantasy/Sci-Fi) Every time she lights a match, she escapes into a new world.…
"Doctor, why am I here?" She asked, failing to shut in her curiosity anymore. His eyebrows joined in a devious manner before he replied, "You are here because you were reincarnated."*****The world is at stake; lives are being threatened, people are losing their faith in The Almighty. Great chaos is reappearing after five hundred years. Technology and science are hopeless. Humans are struggling to be alive. Women are being slaughtered. "Each new morn/ New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows/ Strike heaven on the face," {Macbeth, 4.3, 5}Despair, mourning, and fear cover the world with their sticky web of negativity. Vampirism is once again a big kick to the guts of the scientists. People are striving to know the secret government project which now is being held back in the dark.One reincarnated body with great strength and immortality, powerful healing ability and shiny fangs can turn the whole world upside down. What will happen when the father, an old Wolverine come to know that he had twin daughters and now one of them is a vampire? And what about the other misfortunate girl whose father is just a weak, pathetic figure? What will happen when the world will suffocate by the clasp of vampirism?This great doom should end one day otherwise the world will become barren and empty. And for that, the world government is triggering the most violent weapon of all time.Will the secret project suffice in front of the unconquerable giant? Who is the victim of this whole project thing and why is he/she chosen? Will The Old Wolverine be able to solve the mystery behind all these uncurable suspense?****1. 1st Place winner in Fanfiction in the Mystic Awards2. 1st place in The Zodiac Awards 20183.Round One and Round Two Winner (not Topper) of Wattpad OpenNovella Contest. :) [Quitted Round Three for studies and exams with great disheartenment]Updates on Tuesday, Friday and if possible Sunday from now on!…