/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.3756618]

Its time for the daily writing thread.

Post, critique, whatever.

[Anonymous No.3756622]

All I want in life is to spend a couple of hours watching the sun set on the Pacific Ocean from the bridge of the HIJMS Shinano... Just sitting there, watching the sky turn from blue to orange until eventually it turns a deep black with nothing but the moon and stars above to keep me company as unseen, unnamed ocean waves rocked against the side of my glorious aircraft carrier...

[Anonymous No.3756623]

Sputtering light of a decaying fire
Sends its sparks abroad in search of tinder

Many bright sparks fall into the mire
However dulled, they march ever further

Small scraps consumed, given unto the flame
guttered and gutted, its hopes unfulfilled

The sparks, yet to fulfill their purpose
Onwards they fly upon the wind, strong-willed

Fierce wind and cold chills, many fall away
a lone pilgrim, flying on through the night

yet now in view, most brilliant of any
an unbelievable, shining wonder

bright spark and hot flame combine into one
together they outshine even the sun

[Anonymous No.3756642]

We started to drive out of the motorway service station. The slow thud of rain against the windshield started to became more frantic as we slowly built up speed. As we pulled out onto the road, matching the lazy speed of the traffic around us, the sound of the rain disappeared. Replaced, instead, by a background drone, in which the patter of the raindrops became almost indistinguishable from humming of the engines steady pace and the maw of the suspension and the tires as they cushioned us from the variable road surface.

[Anonymous No.3756830]

le unsatisfied chink face

[Anonymous No.3756832]

>>3756618

"Whatever."

[Anonymous No.3756837]

>>3756623
Why do you think your poetry is going to be any good when you don't read any

[Anonymous No.3756841]

astonishing joy
sorrows of the world expunged
the cruelty of dreams

[Anonymous No.3757045]

we fell
down the same well
and holding each other
we sang, as two
the songs we knew
my pale bruised peach lover

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for the girl I'm seeing. I originally wanted to write more but I feel it works as a succinct piece, what do you think? pic related, she loves cats