The Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
Be careful of what you steal.
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…cosmic rule says that a man who steals wallets should in turn be terrified by the very items he swiped? I am one of the greatest pickpockets you’ll never meet. Throughout my apartment you’ll find piles of wallets I’ve stolen. They’re testaments of my…
By Steven Roisum
Read More…often been accused, among other things wholly unprintable, of being too liberal with rhetoric in my writing, as if I were a party politician sitting in opposition. My ideas have been attacked as mere rhetoric. While I do understand, having associated itself with politicians has given rhetoric a bad reputation - in truth, however, it makes the most of a thought; dressing it for effectiveness on occasion. For who would…
By PritiJ
Read More…you are lying down on the soft grass under the shade of a big tree. The wind is blowing quietly brushing your body making it feel like the wind is quietly embracing you. In front of you, there’s a lake in which clear water is flowing slowly. The wind and water are making beautiful calm music which is making you fall in the depths of the sleep. Above you, the sun is shining brightly blessing you with its warm…
By Soare Stapanire
Read More“We were the wallflowers. The weeds. The throwaways.”
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…again I was left standing alone against the wall while the pretty ones all around me were chosen and floated off as though they were helium balloons on streamers which never touched the ground. The girls’ giggles when the handsome boys’ hands caught theirs and led them off lingered in the air on either side…
By Carmen Baca
Read MoreThis poem was written while experiencing the power of self reflection, realization and self actualization.
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…me sink today
Like an iron bolt
Adamantly…
By Sonam Lama
Read More…the breakfast buffet, I choose cut up Portuguese plums
Put them on my plate
Poured myself some peach juice in my glass
Spread some apricot jam across my…
By Samantha Merz
Read More…was a lovely panorama, Dolores thought, her mind turning as peacefully as did her kayak. Here she saw the nearby woods, its autumnal scarlets and ochres mirrored in the millpond, the white birch trunks making wiggly stripes in the dark water. In a moment, a current or breeze caught the bow, pivoting her view to the far meadow and hillside of golden grasses, then the dam. Below, the stream…
By Don Noel
Read More…to save yourself, like moon to tide
you towed me around the ice rink
with the kitchen broom extended
between us, you at the handle and…
By Shelly Norris
Read More…up from his computer screen. His colleague Callum hovered by his desk, slurping tea from a chipped Manchester City mug. It took Phil a second to recall what was happening on Friday. Their colleague, Mike, was turning thirty so a night out had been arranged. The birthday night out had been excitedly talked about in the fortnight…
By Chris Platt
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