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The day you made a decision to give up something or someone you love https://writersrelief.com/2018/12/14/125-of-the-best-poetry-writing-prompts-for-poets-writers-relief/
There was a day, It seems so long ago now, Where I sat in your arms And thought how I’d hate When you let me go. The midday sun on my face, The colors bright in the sky, Sometimes I wish that Better I didn’t now know. When you broke my heart, When I saw your smile, For a very long time I thought that I’d never heal. I cried myself to sleep. I missed your love And your laugh. My pain I couldn’t conceal. But one day I didn’t. I didn’t miss you. I chose not to miss you. And sure it’s awkward When I pass you in the hall, But I don’t cry. I’m not sad. I don’t miss you. Not at all.
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TW: Blood, gore, kidnapping
When Ashera came to consciousness, she was still laying on the stone floor of the dragon’s cavern. Blood was pooling around her, and she was unsure of how much of it was hers. Her stomach still felt incredibly sore, and she groaned in pain. Within a few seconds, Ryan’s face appeared above hers. He rushed over to her, holding a glass vial filled with some blood red liquid. “Ashera! Thank god it worked. How are you feeling?” “I’m alive,” she grimaced. “What do you mean ‘it worked’? What worked?” “You were-you were dying,” he said. “I didn’t know how I was going to save you but I had heard about potions that could heal and prevent death so I tried one and it worked and thank god it did because-” Write a short story that takes place on a train. https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/general/write-a-short-story-that-takes-place-on-a-train/
The fields rushed past my view, a blur of green as the train moved along the land. My vision mixed with tears and I felt myself having to look away. As I looked across the cart, I met the eye of a young man. He smiled and I glared at him through my sadness, turning back to the window. What was I going to do with myself? I had left everything I knew; how would I survive on my own? The tears burned in my eyes again and I looked down at the floor. When he smiles
His face shines so bright And I can’t help but smile back. When he walks By my side I think of everything I lack. When his eyes Light up with fire My heart starts to feel so light. But my heart Starts to sink quickly And it just doesn’t feel right. I don’t love him. I never could. His joy and warmth Would feel so good, But he’ll start to leave Just like they always have. My chosen solitude Just isn’t that bad. 41. What You Don’t Know: Write about a secret you’ve kept from someone else or how you feel when you know someone is keeping a secret from you. https://thinkwritten.com/365-creative-writing-prompts/
I meet her eyes across the room. I see her smile light up her face. And I know that it’s still wrong, But my love I can’t erase. I know how you look at her And I’m sorry I can’t trust you to know, But we feel exactly the same So you can’t know I love her so. It’s what you don’t know; It’s the only thing I keep from you. The knowledge hurts me every day The stress and the pain Of what I cannot say, But I can’t lose you. And I can’t lose her. So it’s the one thing you can’t know. It’s what you don’t know. TW: Blood, gore
Ashera looked up at the dragon standing before them. It was as white as the snow that fell outside of the cave, with two large, leathery wings adorning its back. It had an array of horns on its head, which looked like they formed a crown of marble. It had long claws on each of its feet, and its icy blue eyes stared down at the group with hate. It didn’t look surprised to see them; on the contrary, it looked prepared for an occasion such as this. With a snarl, the dragon removed itself from the throne of treasure it had been seated upon. It made its way to the group, towering above them. It was only when Ashera drew her blade that it stopped its approach. The dragon looked down at them, cool, calculating. In the deep, thundering voice that Ashera recognized from the puzzle room, the dragon spoke. “Ah, adventurers. It has been a long while since some made it this far.” “Are you Rickshaw?” Ashera asked. The dragon turned its head to her, tilting it slightly as it appraised the small figure that had spoken to it. “Yes,” it said. “It seems there are brains amongst you as well. This is good.” Rickshaw thought for a moment. “Sheathe your blade,” it said, and Ashera did so. 47. The door you had locked, is wide open https://getfreewrite.com/blogs/writing-success/writing-prompts-60-ideas-you-can-use-today
I’ve seen this door before. It hasn’t been open In so so long. People come barging in And I can’t protect myself, I’m just not that strong. So I locked the door. I closed it tight And made sure it was sealed. I didn’t let them in, I didn’t leave it open, And when the rain began to pour, I locked the door. So imagine my fear When I discovered The door was open wide. You took away my walls, The door’s no longer locked I must put it aside. Whenever I was upset
Or anxious or scared Or the endlessness of life was weighing me down, I used to always dream Of a place where I belonged It never failed to cease my frown. In this beautiful dream land I knew where I was at, I knew that people needed me. I was a part of something more, More than my pride or fears, And I knew I was where I was meant to be. Because when you know where you belong There’s no joy that’s greater. When you know where you stand You don’t have to be afraid, You don’t ever have to fear, Because someone will always be there To give you a hand. When you know where you stand. |
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