Each second that ticks,
Echoes of the past grow loud,
Future fades to grey.
How does it work?
More stories from JR Young and writers in Poets and other communities.
Mastery comes only from understanding; to understand one must accept they know nothing. Mastery is the road that begins in ignorance and has no end.
By JR Young4 years ago in Fiction
Brothers & Sisters Of Light: We must rise above hate and choose love even when the cold-hearted don't... We must refrain from being loud & wrong and do the things that hatefulness won't...
By Tiffany Gordon4 days ago in Poets
Phone screen lights at dawn breaking banners crawl slowly coffee cools beside
By Cadma7 days ago in Poets
“There’s the train!” he yells excitedly, squinting off into the distance. The train rumbles into the station, and the doors slowly part. We hop aboard, take a seat, and our Sunday excursion has begun.
By Sandy Gillman6 days ago in Families
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