My Creative Earth

#ShortStory #1 Trudging through the dark wood forest, they reached a spot that looked like a good place for camping. The ground was wet due to the rains, and so were they. "Let’s camp here!" said John. His girlfriend Penny replied in a relieving voice, "Yes! I am tired. Let’s take rest, guys. We will start again tomorrow morning."   The other couple in the group Anna and Shane agreed. They kept their backpacks on ground and started to unpack the tents.  "Anna, isn't this your first experience?" asked John. "I have done small one-day hikes before with my dad, but night camping nah, it’s my first time," Anna said.  "Trust me, you will never forget this one," Penny said.    Shane moved the backpacks inside the tent just to be on a safer side as they were almost done with the tents.  "We will need dry wood," Shane told John. "Ah, that will be hard as the floor is all wet. Damn," John said in a voice that reflected hi...

The candle must seek the flame , For her, it the only way to reach her true potential, While she lights the way, She tries her best to be the symbol of hope, And while she burns away, She knows that she has done enough, Enough to deserving of the glory, The glory of death. -- Husain Kantawala

And in my heart it still rains, From the clouds of the past, Seasons pass and it still pains, The words that did not last. -- Husain Kantawala

He whistled her name, She rained her love, The whole town witnessed the lightning, And then they sensed the storm. -- Husain Kantawala

A lonely heart wandering in the sky, Don't know what he looking for, Don't know what he wants to find, The higher he goes, the darker it gets, Maybe looking for the star, In the sea of emptiness, Long gone, far away, He sees the bright light, Coming from a distant nebulae He rows his boat towards the light, Signing his song, singing all night, A little heart, the voyager of the sky. -- Husain Kantawala