Unforgotten Passion

A short story I made. Hopefully, you enjoy this little story.

UnforgottenĀ Passion

We were young and wild that night. We were free from all the barriers of society and we loved each other the entire night.

Do you remember that magical night?

That night of love and joy. We got lost in each other’s skin that night. A night in paradise with my night in shining armor. The passion does not compare to anything since then, no lover has matched the passion we had, the love we made.

Since I lost you, I have been unable to find the same passion as we had. The love for one another has been untouched. The flame remains dead and cannot be reignited by anyone,

You died too young. However, I know for sure you are in paradise.


Divine Kiss

What are you?

Are you an angel from above

Or a devil from underneath?

Your wings of white and black

And red-gold eyes signal mixed

Ideas. The only certainty of you

Is your divine kiss, for once

Our lips meet, me end is certain.

Divines and mortals do not mix,

For mistakes like mine end in beautiful pain.

Red Angel

Red Angel

Angel of fire and blood,

Through walls and bodies

You walk through; leaving behind

A trail of destruction.
Angel of fire and blood,

You beckon me to your side;

I know what awaits me

But I do not try to hide.
Angel of fire and blood,

Come close to me and seal my fate,

Pull me in close to you

Ans make me nevermore. 

Ghost Kiss

I lay in bed,

Unable to move,

With her over my head.


She held me down

With her ethereal hands,

Floating inches from my face.


Closer and closer,

Her hands pushing on my chest,

Keeping me in place.


She leans in on me,

Her lips reaching mine,

Ready to take my life


With the kiss of death,

And I lay there,

Accepting my painful death.


A working title for a working story, hopefully the response is good. I don’t know where I am going with this story but at the same time I do.


Fire burns in the sky. Thunder rumbles but it is not that of nature. Bastard lightning strikes from the clouds and splits everything it touches in two.

Buildings lay broken and construed across the barren earth. No weed or blade of grass grows; water no longer exists and sun no longer shines. Soil has become sand and broken bones have become ash. Hazardous wind blows and sweeps everything away, its hideous fingers greedily taking what remains.

Not a bird flies nor does a mouse scuttle; every animal is gone. The oceans have died with marine life inedible. Birds fell from the sky, feathers burning and screeches roaring as they fell. Land animals consumed fire and died from within, this was the fate for those that survived after the initial damage.

This hell was brought upon by the Ruler, the one from my country. The name so satanic, it was erased from history books when those things existed. I still remember the name and refuse to acknowledge it. The Ruler died at their own hand, but sadly billions joined their side.

I always knew this utterance existed, but I never thought it would ever be used. Let alone, I must bear this distinction.

“I am the last human alive.”