Challenge
With his lady love, today he's gone forever.
I had cherished his love and caressing all my life. He used to light up the darkness behind my fallen eyelids. His voice always clangoured around me and the poetic sound of his laughter kept my heart beating. I was sitting under a blushing tree grasped by his thoughts, when he came telling me about his lady love.
By Assat Ahmed2 years ago in Writers
Growing with the Flow
This year, I am continuing my quest of becoming a doer. I aspire to treat Vocal with this same commitment to jump right in and see through my works to completion. I aim to complete every challenge (within reason for myself). Even if I do not submit my piece to the challenge while it is open, I will hold myself accountable to publishing it after I complete it nonetheless. My main goal for this year of creating and sharing on Vocal is to follow through with my creations and complete the pieces I have previously started, but that have been sitting unfinished - in some cases, even just a concept - for quite a while.
By Calista Marchand-Nazzaro2 years ago in Writers
The Dishonesty of Humanity
I was awaiting for my laptop to come through the mail it was supposed to come on the 16th, of January. The delivery company partnered with Walmart had delayed the timing. Unfortunately deemed to be on time I received a phone call from the driver while I was on my way to College Writing II. After a few hours excited, I received the box just the laptop wasn't inside of it.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)2 years ago in Writers
Path to Oblivion
Intro by Luna Park “Diary Entrance 100, We all knew that one day humans, we, would find a path but not for the best, rather to oblivion. We would fight each other until the last and there is no glory in it. And the best part of all, is that we are so blind by all the things we became, in it including all the words in all the languages of men to describe all the bad behaviours and things that humanity could ever do, all came true. We are not in the movies anymore. This is the truth. All the craziness of nuclear weapons happened. So, here is presented the path to oblivion. Only a few survived. And no, we did not go to Mars nor another planet. We got got stuck here on Earth. Apocalypse is not a theme anymore, but pain still is. I suffer every day by the effects of radiation. Al science and their creators of what some call the dark magic. Stupid, I know. I don’t believe in it. We all lost the belief in Christmas or any Mambo Jambo of the past. Capitalism died just there when it was it’s time, as the things named with ism.
By Antonio Madrugada2 years ago in Writers
Beyond Limits: Unleashing the Power of word counter in Writing. Content Warning.
In the realm of writing, where every word carries weight and significance, the concept of phrase count number stands as a fundamental metric that impacts the impact, structure, and effectiveness of a piece. This article delves into the significance of phrase count number and explores how equipment like Wordcounter may be instrumental in harnessing the electricity of particular and intentional writing.
By Abbas Arfan Panjabaseels2 years ago in Writers
